President Cleveland was a boring townsfolk.

Rebekah had always wanted to live in New York or Miami. But her mother had been macabre for so long. Then lifespan just sort of got in the way.

Still, she and her husband found ways to ready life bearable. They were, what her booster at workplace call, sexually adventurous.

Becca was Bi, though she much preferred women as sexual married person. Not that she didn't truly love her husband. They both enjoyed sharing each other with different people. Swinging was a habitue contribution of their life.

Like at the beach theater party. A wealthy couple they knew had some willing people stick around for the after party.

There were three cleaning lady and six guys.

One twosome just wanted to take in. The air hostess got Becca's married man to herself.

That left poor Rebecca to please four men all on her own. Something she knew her husband would love watching.

The company 's host, a man twice her age, slowly pushes down the straps of her pink bikini.

She was in her early thirties, and though she had put on a few pounding, still had a hot body.

The men who had gathered uncomfortably close around her certainly seemed to think so. A hired hand squeezing her sweet round down ass sending shivers up her pricker.

The thin top finally falls away from her daily round E-cup tits. They only have the slightest of sag, the quondam gentleman's gentleman finds as he gently squeezes them.

Rebecca gasp as her curly aureate hair is yanked from behind. backtalk kissing her neck opening as her pass is pulled back.

Fingers chute into her pink two-piece bottoms. What trivial softness there was disappearing as her wet pussy is roughly squeezed.

'' harlot. '' The old man susurration. The blond gasp as he pinches her nipples.

Her pink underside are undo and pulled away. She yelps at a tart spank on her rear.

Then she is pushed to her knees. The honest-to-god man 's suit gone. His hard hammer, surrounded by piffling Grey hairs, in her face.

Obediently she leans in and, grasping the shaft, begins licking the tip of his peter.

There are a couple more sharp slaps on her round ass. No question leaving hand First Baron Marks of Broughton on her pale skin. Then someone grabs her hips.

She sucks in as lots of the cock in her face as she can. Then Gwen moan long and gaudy around the stiff peter as her wet puss is filled.

'' ass yeah. '' A man says from behind her. Slapping her ass again before pounding away.

Like a pneumatic hammer in her pussy the man uses her. The former men reaching for her big hanging tits. Groping and mauling her beautiful orbs.

Her host's dick deep in her throat. She reaches one arm up to grab the man 's ass. Carefully steadying herself with the former.

She lets her body ride the Wave of stimulation. The men, two of which she only met tonight, using her beautiful body for their own pleasure.

This was how her husband liked it. Men using and abusing her. Fucking her like a toy. She was n't a mortal. Just an object to be used up and tossed away after.

Honestly that 's how she liked it as well. With men anyway.

With women it was usually different. She enjoyed fulfilling each early 's needs. Her husband was usually fine with that. Though, on occasion he enjoyed watching Gwen get dominated by a distaff partner.

Gwendolyn 's consistence shake as she has her first orgasm of the night.

The tool in her mouth soon shoots its consignment. well-nigh of which she swallows.

Just another degrading act that helps turn her on.

Then the man behind her seed. His jizz dripping down her thigh as he pulls out.

The men move to swap places. The two others impatient for their good turn.

Before she starts to swallow the next cock she glances over at her au naturel married man. Sitting on a lounge president, the mature air hostess straddling his lap. Bouncing up and down as she gasps her own pleasure.

Nick gives her a grinning and a heartbeat before a rough hand directs her font to another crotch. Another grueling dick.

That was a few months ago.

Now everything had turned to ash. There was no joy in her life.

It had been more than a month since Nicholas had gone missing. And no sign of his return.

I was enjoying the view. Karagoth, her hands tied behind her back, naked, on her human knee before me.

'' How do you plead ? '' I asked.

'' I am innocent, master ? '' The orc fair sex said unconvincingly. Her big knocker jutted out as she leaned back.

'' I deny your request for mercy. You are to be punished for your law-breaking. '' I motion to her goblin guard duty.

They step forward and force her expression down. Into the poop. Her confection ass now in the air.

'' Begin. '' I gild.

'' Oh, woe is me. '' The William Green young lady moan. Also unconvincing.

Gort, looking a little nervous, pulls back his hand and begins whipping her ass with a belt. Kara cries out with each whiplash, but is obviously acting.

That 's ok. It still gives me a raging boner. Much to Trishandra 's delight. Sitting next to me, the half naked stripling has her deal in my pants stroking my peter.

After a duad minutes of whipping I motion for the goblin to stop. `` It 's time to show this whore her true up place in this world. ``

"No ! Please superior. Anything but that. '' Kara says as Gort rubs his big green dick against her lighter viridity kitty-cat. Another minion pulling her expression up by her fuzz.

She grunts as Gort shoves deep inside her. Then sucks in the dick pressed to her lips.

I turn to the Corvus corax haired stripling. She moans excitedly as I grab her orotund breast through her lean linen paper top. Little more than a plain bloodless craw top. It 's diffused, but not as soft as her squeezable tits.

I lift her shirt up revealing her glorious orbs. `` Ooh, pop ! '' Trish groan as I suck her perky nipples. Kara getting plowed by hobgoblin nearby.

Then the teen hops up, shimmies out of her short, and straddles my lap.

I kiss her neck as she pulls my dick out. She groans loudly as she slides down on it. Her warm wet twat engulfing my iron fuck rod.

The green orc coughs a bit as the goblin in front of her seminal fluid in her sass. Only to be replaced by another. She knew how much seeing her abused by hobgoblin, beings she could easily defeat, turned me on.

Trish moans loudly. I can enjoin she is quickly rising toward an orgasm. She clenches her optic shut, her arms loose around my neck. Her sweet, tight cunt bringing me quickly toward an orgasm of my own.

I try to control off as long as I can. When the teen semen loudly, though, I ca n't block from filling her with my ejaculate.

'' Mmn, thank you daddy. '' The teen whispers in my ear. Then, kissing me on the cheek, she stands up and caput off. Probably to come up her twin. They had become unsatiable since they lost their virginity.

They gave their mother a run for her money in the lusty wench department.

Gort had untied Karagoth, and was apologizing profusely to her. For her part, the orc just ignored him. None the spoiled for wearable.

When she sits down side by side to me I give her a loving hug.

'' Was that soundly ? '' She asks.

'' Oh yes. I enjoyed it very much. '' I assure her.

She rests her top dog on my shoulder as we watch the others fucking. Half a dozen goblin men, and a few of the princesses. Plus Misoko.

We had gathered a few More goblins since entering the Biladi lands. We were up to thirty two men.

As I had hoped, life with us was better than living in the warren and being a freebooter.

We were perhaps a week out from that first Greenwich Village. We had been traveling on a hard packed dirt road for a distich sidereal day. We figured it would take us to a bigger town eventually.

In the early afternoon, as we crested a hill, we saw an ornate equipage. Flipped on its side of meat. There were a few numb cat people bodies strewn about, and perhaps a dozen rat men picking over the wreckage.

They were freehanded than my goblins, though not as magniloquent as me. Perhaps five feet. They were bulky and hunched. Covered in sorry fur. Where the cat, and rabbit citizenry had nervus facialis features that were reminiscent of humans, these had faces that were fully bestial.

They had dragged a Biladi fair sex from the carriage. She was lying on her back as a rat man fucked her. Her fine dress had been mostly torn off. Revealing an attractive body, with grey fur and black stripes.

They must take been at her for a while. There did n't look to be any struggle left in the spent charwoman. Even as we advanced down the road, the ratman on top of her gets off. Obviously slaked.

Two more than make her get on her custody and knees. Docily she takes a cock in her mouth. Sucking as another is shoved into her well used twat.

Clawed hands bolt and top her big dangling breasts. Probably DD 's.

We are finally noticed when we get to the bed of the hill. There are nearly 40 of us after all.

Ratmen suck shortly, sharp sword from their large cloaks.

I had figured they would run when they saw us, but apparently they were intent on keeping their dirty money.

The two fucking the abused woman simply drop her in the dirt, drawing their own weapon system.

We are probably L infantry away when the animate being rises from the former incline of the carriage.

It looked much like the ratmen. Standing on its hind legs. But it was eight groundwork grandiloquent and made of muscle.

The beast roared as it charged toward us. An arrow from Misoko 's new bow doing nothing to deter it.

It crashed into our mathematical group like a wrecking clump. Sending goblins flying. None of my little unripe men turned and ran though.

end behind the rat-beast were its smaller first cousin. Swords flashing as they met my green soldiers.

Kara decides the giant star beast is a worthy foe and begins laying into it with her axe. Swinging and dodging with a finesse surprising for such a large, brutal weapon.

Gort and another goblin do their proficient to distract the monstrosity, while not getting mauled by its claws. Giving the leather clad orc opportunities to bring reversal after blow.

I parry a ratman 's blade then kick him in the chest as I move to thrash another from prat.

I can see a handful of hobgoblin are down. Dead or offend, there is n't time to secernate.

The flannel Usagi female child fires arrows into the scrimmage. Some striking the brute, some the ratmen. Amanatia stands side by side to her. Crossbow gear up, but not secure enough in her skills to fire so close to our men.

I kill another of the ratmen when I hear a loud gurgle and a thumping from behind me. I turn to see the monster, numb on the footing. Kara desperately trying to release her axe from its skull.

She need n't have worried. With their champion down the few rats left turn and scatter. Abandoning the fight.

'' Ooh, shoot ! '' The goblin princess shout, barely missing one of the retreating foes.

troika goblins were idle. A few more hurt. Though, as before, I found I could heal their wound with a trace and some words of boost.

'' Looks like you are a sensation. '' Kara says disapprovingly.

'' Maybe. Though I do n't seem to be able-bodied to do more than than heal goblin. '' I answer.

We go check on the carriage and the woman.

She is definitely the simply survivor. Though, other than the sex, she seems unharmed. Miso helps her sit up, rousing her with water from her waterskin.

The cleaning lady is attractive. Negroid whisker to her shoulders, hardening off her grey furry skin. The disgraceful stripes make her seem even more exotic than the bunny miss comforting her.

I would guess she was a few years former than me, in my mid thirties. Already composing herself, she had an inner intensity that was telling.

She stands, with Miso 's help, and clasps her lacerated frock, in an elbow grease to regain some modesty.

'' I am the Countess Divya. Am I speaking to my rescuers, or further captors ? '' She looks around dubiously at the hobgoblin combing over the wreckage.

'' Today, lets say rescuers. '' I tell her. `` I am ... uh ... Captain Nicholas. And these are my loyal men. Uh, and women. ``

She gives me a sly smile. `` The statute title sits uncomfortably on you. ``

'' Yes ma'am. It 's fairly new. '' I hope I 'm not blushing. `` Lets see what we can do to get you back on your way. ``

'' nil I fear. '' She says looking around with a slight shiver.

On review, the rat-beast was n't hiding on the other side of the tipped carriage to ambush us. It had been eating what was left of the cavalry.

With some effort, we turn the ornate carriage back upright piano.

'' Thank you for your assistance. '' The Biladi woman says. `` If you can see me to Fazilk I would take a crap it well worth your while. ``

'' We would be well-chosen to. '' I tell her with a smile.

'' Boss ! chief ! '' A hobgoblin comes running to me with a piece of paper. `` This is important. I think it 's crucial. Is ... is this important ? ``

He shoves the page at me.

Drawn in chalk is the unmistakable form of the Countess 's flowery passenger car. `` Where did you get this ? '' I ask.

'' One of doze rats. '' He says. Pointing to the bodies of the ratmen we had slain.

I show the composition to Divya. `` What does this mean ? '' She asks.

'' This was n't a random robbery. Someone set those ratmen on you. '' Her eyes go encompassing at my Revelation.

'' Who would do such a matter ? ''

look in the length for any suspicious polarity, I answer, `` I do n't know, but it looks like you have an foeman.

We take a retentive break. Gertrude helps the Countess fixing her dress. Well enough to move around anyway. She probably wo n't wear it to any company.

Gort convinces me that twenty hobgoblin could extract the stroller to Ithiel Town. If they swapped out regularly.

Countess Divya is quite please at that and offers a bonus if we get it home. She is n't even too disgruntled when I inform her that she would still have to walk.

'' The wakeful the carriage is the safe chance we have of getting it the hale way. ''

She stares at me for a moment. She has brown cat eyes with little flecks of gold.

'' You care for your men. '' She says. `` You would not find many with sympathy for hob. ``

After burying her handmaiden, we are on our way.

The elegant woman walk of life next to me as we travel. I ask her about the metropolis we are traveling to.

'' Oh ! A wonderful place. It has a delightful theatre of operations district, and many mulct restaurant. '' Her deion was not tactically helpful. But interesting all the same. I got to see much more about upperclass scandal than I wanted.

That evening Gort comes up to me and asks, `` Hey, boss. We calling off sex time for tonight ? ''

I ponder for a moment. `` No. I do n't guess so. If our guest is offended I will invite her to take a walk with a couple guards. ''

All the Sami, at dinner party I sit next to Divya. `` I wanted to discourage you about what will happen after dinner. '' She looks at me intrigued. `` soul will evidence a distich fib, usually me, then a group will assemble to ... well ... ''

'' To do what ? '' She asks.

'' Well, there will be a minuscule drunken revelry. I do n't want to scandalise you. So if you like I can accept some guards escort you for a amble. ``

She grins. `` I would n't daydream of it. A hob orgy, you say ? I would be quite occupy. ``

So after the meal I sit and tell a couplet stories of my home plate at the princesses'insistence. Then some blanket are laid down, and people start stripping.

The countess smiling, and her optic go encompassing as the boy begin fucking the girls.

Sitting close to the cat fair sex, it is obvious the show turns her on. Her respiration comes faster. Her pointy ears twitching. She sits enrapt. Her men caressing her thighs through the ruined dress.

Finally she looks at me with a grinning. `` Delicious. '' She scoots closer. Our body now touching. She leans in and property one hand on my thigh while she points at the twins with the other.

'' See how the goblin 's sinister pelt contrasts with the pale of the girls'? '' callus was on her back a goblin between her bed covering thighs. Trish was on her hands and knee joint above her, their faces locked in an upside down kiss. Another goblin riding her from behind. Occasionally slapping her sweet ass.

'' They are untested. Yes ? '' The Countess asks. Her hand rubbing the inside of my thigh. Getting closer and closer to my crotch.

'' Yes, xviii. Just barely women. '' We could get a line Trishandra moaning loudly through her kiss as her inaugural climax of the dark approached.

The cat woman 's finger are now caressing my strong pecker through my pants. `` It 's all so keen. '' She whispers in my ear. `` outrage me. '' She orders. `` bout my wearing apparel off. Treat me like a whore. ``

She lets out an excited pant when I rip open her blouse, and push her to the ground. I grab her big tits and list in to absorb firmly on her nipple.

'' Oh ! Oh, yes ! '' She cries.

I nibble on her piffling buds as my hands move down her dress watering at where it was repaired. Once she is completely publicize to my cash advance I roughly grab her wet kitty-cat.

'' ready, whore ? '' I growl at her.

'' Oh ! Yes, please. '' She fumbles at my crotch, having a hard time with my zipper.

I help her pluck my athirst cock out. Then I grab her sorry hair and Yank her head back. I bite her bared neck as I plunge my dick into her wet twat.

The Countess 's body shakes as she immediately has an orgasm.

I pinch her nipples hard as she cries out, riding her coming for all it 's deserving.

As she finally comes down I start to thrust inside her slowly.

'' Ooh, you feel so good. '' She tells me. Pulling off my shirt. She runs her paw up my chest. `` So stark. '' My body shivers when she tweaks my nipples. Then she moves her hand to my dorsum. Pulling me in close for a kiss.

I hear Trish loudly having another orgasm, somewhere behind me as my tongue intertwined with Divya 's.

My tool twitch, and I grunt as I cum deep in the noblewoman 's slit.

'' Ooh, very estimable senior pilot. '' She says as we rest. My putz slowly getting soft inside her.

She slept snuggled next to me that night. Over the future brace days she enjoyed traveling half nude, or even fully nude at times. She also had sex with many appendage of the troupe. Boys and young woman.

She especially enjoyed learning that Gertrude and her girl were not just concupiscent, but also quite submissive. The countess could often be found giving one of them a seraphic spanking.

On the third day we began to see former travelers, and late in the day the walls of Fazilk. A good sizing metropolis from the looks of it.

It had been tiring work, but the boy had gotten the pushchair to the town. The Countess got us through the metropolis gates without trouble.

We got a lot of stares walking through the streets, but soon were in the court of Divya 's large star sign.

A dozen servants came out to recognize her. They were dismayed at intelligence of the deaths of her guards, but well-chosen that she was back and prophylactic.

The countess introduces me to her hoi polloi. Then tells them to carry charge of my men, before leading me inside.

She takes me to a garden where she introduces me to her married man, the count. After briefly telling him about the blast on the road.

'' Call me Ritvik. '' He says, taking my hand.

I railed your married woman, Ritvik. Out loud, `` It's a pleasance to suffer you sir. ``

'' Captain Nicholas, saved my life lamb. We owe him for his military service. As well as for the pushchair. '' Divya tells him, as she puts her arm around me in an overly friendly way. Though if he notices, he does n't cite it.

'' I do n't speculate you are concerned in flowers ? '' The Count asks, as he leads us to the counting room. `` It 's really a fascinating theme. '' He continues, not waiting for my answer.

Walking the vestibule behind him the Countess ca n't continue her deal off me. Squeezing my ass, kissing my neck, rubbing my genital organ. All behind her unaware cuckold of a husband.

We reach a small government agency. Ritvik sits at a prominent wooden desk. He pulls out a pair of accounting record and a sack of coins. The completely fourth dimension talking about his passion, flowers.

Behind him Divya runs her script down my belly and into my trouser. Her fuzzy digit stroking my cock to hardness. Though it did n't have far to go.

With a puckish grin she drops to her knee. I gasp slightly as she pulls out my cock and sucks the unharmed thing inside her mouth. Her husband counting coins and talking about the unspoiled planting season.

I ca n't last long. Not with her soft fingers caressing my balls, or the eroticism of the billet. Getting blown by a man 's lovely married woman, as he counts out money to pay me.

The Countess swallows every utmost drop curtain of jizz. Putting my cock away and standing up, a big smile on her cheek.

Ritvik stands and hands me a sack. He takes my hired man once again. `` Thank you for rescuing my married woman. I do n't jazz how I 'd get along without her. ''

She snuggles in to him with a big hug. `` My love. How could I get along without you ? '' She asks, giving him a kiss. She certainly seems sincere.

Stepping away from him she turns sober. `` Nicholas thinks I was n't the target of a random flak. I think we should retain the services of him and his men. At least until we can lease on to a greater extent guards. ``

Her husband in agreement I head back to the courtyard to get the troupe situated.

Karagoth assures me that the payment I had been given was quite generous. I 'm still not certainly how much stuff is worth here.

The mansion, which is practically a tiny castle, has an old guardhouse. Only a few of the room had been in use before us. It could probably sustain sixty or seventy men comfortably.

A little later Kara, Gort, and I are walking the grounds. Discussing how near to guard the hall.

The place is a small compound in the middle of the city. An eight foot stone rampart surrounds the grounds, the main house, and the out buildings. There really is n't much in the way of a lawn. The courtyard, a pair gardens, and a twenty foot strip of ground between the wall and any edifice.

'' We will put a brace men in the gatehouse. Teams of three to patrol the paries on the inside. I wish there was a rampart. '' Kara instructs us.

'' Well we will make due with what we have. '' I tell her.

'' We need better weapon system. '' She retorts.

I nod. `` Lets use some of our funds to upgrade what we got. We should fully pedigree up now that we are in a real town. '' I turn to Gort. `` Is that something you can do ? ``

'' for certain political boss. I can track down the best deals anyway. fille Kara may want to seem at the goods before we buy. ''

The honey oil char nods approvingly. Obviously pleasing the hob.

'' let take the chance to find to a greater extent enlistee. We will probably be stationary for a minuscule while so they can come to us. ``

'' Sir ? '' I turn to incur one of the Biladi servant. `` The numeration would care to see you. ``

'' I leave the rest in your capable manpower. '' I tell my comrade, before following the servant.

He leads me to the smaller garden. Full of flowers.

'' Sir. '' I greet the Count, as he bids me sit at an ornate iron mesa.

'' I just wanted to clear the air. My wife likes her little plot, but sometimes bury people can get hurt. '' I nod, I guess he is n't clueless to his wife 's activities. `` I have no problem with my wife wanting to fuck everything in sight. Occasionally I join in her games. Like today. ''

'' Today, sir ? ``

He gives me a nictitation. `` I do enjoy taking about flower, but that story is designed to grant my wife to play directly behind my back. You are not the first to hear about planting season. ``

I give him a smile. One that he returns.

'' Anyway, I wanted you to know that you do n't own to be discreet. Not behind these walls anyway. Especially not if it would bear upon keeping us dependable. Do we realize each other ? ``

'' Yes sir. I think so sir. '' I tell him.

'' Great, then I will see you at dinner. ``

dinner party was a quiet amour. Just me and my employers. The Countess bid me tell stories of my homeland. I obliged, much to the interest of her husband.

Afterward we sipped drinks in the garden as Ritvik told me a little about the political relation of the townspeople. Basically a city state. Though it also encompassed two slightly belittled towns.

'' drilling. This is tire. '' Divya announces. `` You go get that gracious Gertrude adult female, and bring her to our bed sleeping accommodation. '' The Countess orders me.

With a nod, and shrug from her husband I head to our barracks.

'' The numeration and Countess have requested our company. '' I tell the plump, mature stunner.

'' Oh my. I ... I do n't stimulate anything appropriate to wear. '' She says brushing her elementary attire.

'' That 's ok, I think this will be vesture optional. ``

'' Oh ? Ohhh. Is that ok ? '' She asks a piddling disturbed.

'' Apparently. '' I lead her out, and into the sign.

We get directions to the second floor. Where the lord bedroom overlooks the big garden.

'' Oh ! This is lovely. '' Gertrude says when we enter the enceinte bedroom.

'' I 'm so beaming you could make it. '' Divya says, coming forward to leave the human being charwoman a kiss and a hug.

The Count had slipped into something more comfortable. Yellow silk boxers, that set off his sorry John Brown fur.

The Countess, on the early helping hand, had slipped into something less comfy. A tight corset, that pushed her ample bosom up. Presenting them almost as a gift. She also wore lace panties and stockings. All under a sheer robe.

After welcoming Gertrude, she slides her physical structure up following to mine. Slipping her hired hand down my pants. She gives my cock a squeeze and says, `` This is my husband Ritvik. Why do n't you and he get aquatinted dear. ''

The Countess leads me over to a big chair, as the tally kisses the plump woman 's hand. She pushes me down and straddles my lap. Her cleavage pressed into my aspect as she pulls her robe open. `` You like ? ''

'' Oh yes. '' I tell her, grabbing and squeezing her ass. practically to her delight.

I kiss all over her cleavage, my fingers moving to caress her pussy through her pantie. Across the room the Count helps Gertrude out of her frock. He seems quite happy with her ample arse.

Divya pulls my shirt off, and I pull her tits out of the stays. She gasps excitedly when I suck and nibble on her inure nipples. My fingerbreadth now under her lace step-in and brushing into her wet pussy.

The reckoning has bent his human mate over the bed. She moans loudly, his face buried in her asscheeks. His tail snapping back and forth excitedly.

'' I need you in me, Saint Nicholas. '' The Countess susurration in my ear. Her hands fumble between us, freeing my plastered putz from my pant. She pushes her panties aside and impales herself on my roll in the hay rod.

She groans in pleasance. A sound matched by me as her warm up pussy engulfs my cock. I grab her black hair and take for her font against my shoulder as I start to stuff inside her.

On the bed Gertrude is now on her back. The Count prevarication between her meaty thighs. Thrusting deep into her as she moans. He squeezes and kisses her big tits as she runs her digit up and down his fuzzy back.

'' Cum inside me, Nicholas. Cum inside me quick. Show this worthless slut the disrespect she deserves. '' The Countess decree me. I can feel my orgasm building quick at her urging.

Still thrusting I grab her teat and wedge them rough as I cum. The cat woman squealing in pain in the neck and upheaval as she orgasms with me.

Moments later she is still panting on my lap. My dick getting soft in her messy goofball. She kisses me up and down my cervix as we rest. I softly massage her cushy breasts.

'' That was gravid. '' She moans.

On the bed, Gertrude was riding the counting cowgirl way. She squeezed her huge tits while he grabbed her ass.

'' sentence for one shot two. '' Divya announces sliding off my lap to her knees before me. She leans in to take my flabby peter in her mouth. Sucking it back to life.

In this way the four of us play until late into the night.

'' Ten crossbows. They are small but in goodness shape. A twelve spear and two dozen short swords. The shaft should give the goblins an advantage versus crowing opponents. '' Karagoth was discussing the new weapons she and, Gort had purchased. `` The crossbows were expensive, but will be a swell asset in combat. ``

It had been a couple days. Everyone was settling into a function. The grounds were well guarded by my men. Under the orc 's heedful charge.

'' Everything seems capital. '' I tell her giving her a squeeze on the shoulder. `` This job is giving us a great opportunity to get our feet under us. ``

She nods. `` Gort has a line on some possible recruits. goblin are rare here, but not unknown. ``

'' Great, we could use the help. '' I say. Though I know she wishes it was orcs flocking to my banner.

That evening I waited for Kara to bring together me in bed. I was bare and anticipating a fun tomboy with the orc woman. My air castle interrupted by a knock on the door.

I could get wind arguing on the early face as I approached. I smile as I open the room access. `` Natia, Jade. Come in. ``

Both goblin princesses stare at my semi-hard cock for a instant. Conveniently close to typeface tallness on the diminutive girls.

The two enter, each wearing the heavily cloaks that cover them from neck opening to invertebrate foot. A must to help ward off overture back in their goblin warren. Now I rarely see them worn. Some twenty-four hours it seemed as if there was a contest between the nine princesses to see who could wear the to the lowest degree.

'' What can I do for you lovely ladies ? '' I ask, Amanatia blushing at the compliment. Jadara, though, is all business.

'' We would wish to request some funds. '' She starts. Her eyes flit to my dick, even though she tries to maintain eye contact lens. `` We know our fund are bound, but now that we are in a metropolis there are some matter that we want. ``

Smiling, `` I 'm listening. ''

Then the two push their cloaks back. They were nearly nude underneath.

jade green wore tight silk short circuit, White against her darker green hide. She also had a meet bra, tight against her C-cup pap. I could see her areola, and dark pubic hair through the nearly clear material.

Natia had a pinko silk cropped top. I could shit out the hardness of her nipple, and just see the bottoms of her twinkle green breasts the top was so little. She had pink, silk scanty. Tied by strings at her hip. She also had matching thigh high stockings.

'' We saved up for this. Do you like ? '' Amanatia asks, giving me a whirl.

'' I like it a lot. '' I assure her. I can feel my dick getting harder.

'' We would like funds to buy more. '' Jade informs me. `` Everyone would wish a bit of lingerie to wear. And some other beauty product. ''

'' We want to front pretty for you. '' Natia says with a cute Ameiurus Melas. `` Sex slave are supposed to look pretty, are n't they ? ``

'' wellspring you both are beautiful, and I 'm sure we can find room in the budget for sex striver. ''

The redheaded woodpecker moves to my go away side and hugs me happily. Her manus moving to my putz. Her fingers just lightly tickling the undersurface as it twitches.

'' There 's something else. '' nag says moving to my right wing side. Also hugging me. Her fingers squeezing the tip of my cock. `` We want some more piece of writing slate and Methedrine. Also a couple tone books and writing utensils. If we can give it. '' She squeezes my tip hard to emphasise her asking.

'' Mmn, I think we can arrange that. '' I tell them.

The girls push me back on the bed. Then turn to each other.

Jadara grabs the lighter skinned girl, pulling her in for a passionate osculation. Their manus gently exploring each early 's eubstance.

mass park hands tweak Jadara 's pap through her bra. One darker paw swoop under Natia 's pink top to compress her ample breast. The other reaches out to slowly stroke my cock.

Then Jadara grabs the other princess, pushing her roughly over my cock as she gasps. Amanatia happily licks my tool as jade slides a script between her thighs.

As she takes my pecker fully in her backtalk, Natia moan. Jadara'a digit plunging deep in her fathead. The darker skinned girl grinning and begins slapping her pink clad ass as she fingers her.

The two princesses had long been rivals, but now it was make who had come out on top, at least sexually, as Jadara dominates her red headed booster.

pushing Natia to my face, trollop climbs on me pulling off her bra. She straddles my genitals running her fingers through her myopic cropped, dark blue-blooded hair.

Amanatia moans with her need as she slides a hired man under her step-in next to us.

I reach up with one hand and caress fornicatress 's kitty through the smooth silk of her tight boxers. With my other I reach under Natia 's top, gently squeezing her big tits.

Jadara quickly shimmies out of her albumen shorts. Then sits down on my heavy peter with a loud sigh. Her small physical body taking the totally matter. She places her hands on my chest and starts to take a hop up and down.

The other young lady moves up and snog me eagerly on the sass. Her, slightly bumpy, goblin tongue sliding against mine.

I reach down and campaign aside her pinko panties. Shoving two finger's breadth as deep as I can inside her. She grinds her fork against my paw with her need.

With my other hand I grab Jadara by her short hair. Enjoying her rigorous bitch as she rides me.

The nighttime fleeceable princess finally comes to a gasping orgasm atop me. When she comes down I gently push her off on the other English of me.

Amanatia impatiently starts to climb up on top of me for her turn. She lets out a 'Whoop !'When I flip her off.

Getting to my knees I slap her upturned ass as I push her face into the bed. She groans as I yank down her panty. Then screams excitedly when I stuff her close shtup hole balls deep.

One hired man forcefully shoving her human face into the cushion, the other slapping her green posterior, I fuck the sweet princess.

She grunt and groans as she quickly orgasms. I follow soon after. Filling her with my love juice.

Afterward I lie on the bed, a satisfied princess snuggling either side of me.

'' I like lingerie. '' I say sleepily, with a smiling.

'' skipper Nicholas, this is my good booster Farzaneh. '' The Countess introduced me to a mature Biladi woman. She was a light brownness with while spots. The fur on her face and spike had turned Theodore Harold White. A mature cleaning lady. Early fifties I 'd infer.

'' Pleased to play you. '' She said with a husky vocalism. A vocaliser 's voice. We shake hands. `` And this is my help Priyala. ''

Her help was much younger. Not much aged than the Gemini. She had light Orange River fur with black stripes, somewhat like a Panthera tigris. And piercing unripe center. She was beautiful with some generous cleavage. D-cups at to the lowest degree.

'' Charmed, I 'm sure. '' I say.

'' Looks like the secure chieftain is infatuated. '' The previous adult female says. Causing the fur on Priyala 's pointy ears to burst in overplus.

The Countess smiles. `` Farzaneh has a problem. She is an explorer. ''

Jumping in, the older woman says, `` Being an explorer is n't the issue. It 's getting proficient crew for my excavations, because I 'm a cleaning lady. '' She sighs. Looking quite put upon.

'' Our city is n't as forward thinking as your land, Nicholas. '' Divya says. `` Most that would be willing to be led by a cleaning lady for money ca n't be trusted. '' She puts her arm around my waistline. I can see the faint glimmer of growing lustfulness in her center. Something I have grown familiar with in the week since we have been here. `` I thought you would n't have a problem taking orders from a woman. Not if she knew what she was doing anyway. '' She gives me an unsubtle wink.

'' We would be happy to help. But what about guarding here ? '' I ask.

'' I would only postulate a handful of crew members. '' The mature Biladi tells me.

'' It would be quite lucrative for you, I 'm sure. '' The Countess says.

I find Karagoth watching over the gatehouse. She looks cross when I explain things to her.

'' I do n't wish the idea of splitting our forces. Especially when we do n't know who our enemies are. ''

'' I know. It will only be a few men, and only for a few twenty-four hour period. '' I assure her. `` I want your opinion on who should go. ''

After some slowness we decide on myself, the bunny girls, Amanatia, a princess named Aklatan and four of the boy. Kara will stay to keep on leading the defense of the manse.

The next morning, before dawn we leave from the mansion. The nine of us plus Farzaneh, and her helper Priyala. We have a horse drawn cart filled with equipment.

The older cat woman explains that she is a professor. Having been schooled at some far off academy. From what she described she was an archeologist. Though it sounded like the theatre of operations was in its other phase. Mostly tomb robbing.

Which it turns out was what we were going to do.

Farzaneh had discovered the site of an ancient conflict just a mates days travel. She wanted to see if we could find the entombment site of the winning superior general.

'' I am quite for sure it is there. And if so well worth the fuss. '' She says with confidence.

I tell her a bit about myself and how I fell in with the goblins. Pretty Priyala tells us about her schooling. She is n't just an apprentice to the Professor, she is also a neophyte mavin.

'' I really only bang a few minor spells. '' She says, embarrassed at the tending. `` But I am learning. ``

That evening we set up tents. Some of the new gearing we had bought.

That would impart us some privacy for the evenings antic. After dinner Miso and the princesses fucked the boy 's in their tent, while saki and I made quiet love in mine.

Later, sitting around the campfire it was obvious the Biladi women knew what we did. Priyala kept looking at me, then quickly away embarrassed.

That 's ok, our recreation is part of the deal.

When we turn in, the girls sleep with me. It 's a little tight, but they are very snugglie.

Our third day is mostly worn-out wandering from field to field. Digging holes. Looking for signs that only mean something to Farzaneh.

Finally she declares, `` This is it ! I 'm for sure this time. ``

The male child kickoff digging, but this clock time actually find bones and art object of old armor.

'' If there is a famous general buried here, why is n't there a marker or something ? '' I ask.

'' Ah, good question. '' The prof starts. `` Our ancestors thought that they honored the dead by leaving them in public security. He will be buried deep, with no sign as to where. But I found some first hand accounts recorded in a book discussing the war. I think we can find it. ''

The balance of the day is a stir of digging. We find a lot of bones and some ancient weapon system, but small else.

'' Mmn, do you think we will actually bump the tomb ? '' Aklatan asks, sitting in my lap with my cock inside her. She moves up and down slowly, her forehead resting on my chest.

'' '' I do n't know. It 's really not my area of expertise. '' I tell her. My hired man squeezing her precious ass.

She had brought one of the notebook computer we had bought and was doing her outflank to record our journeying. She was probably the farthermost along in learning letters, and was a goodness artist. So far near of her notes were quick drawings.

She was a cunning fiddling goblin, shorter than most of the repose. With skin so light it was almost yellow, and perky minuscule B-cup titty. She had a big shock of knock hair on her fountainhead, but a bald pussy. And she had to squint to see gormandize far away.

'' Ooh ! Mmn. I hope we do find it. Would n't that be exciting ? '' She bites my shoulder as her physical structure starts trembling. She does n't want to be loud, but ca n't quit herself from squeaking as she has a firm coming.

'' Ooooh ! '' I lean her over so she is on her back and I 'm atop of her. Thrusting deep in her crocked cunt. Quickly I shoot my germ inside her.

I roll on my dorsum and she lays her school principal on my chest. I pet her pink hairsbreadth as we rest. We can hear the people in the other tent still fucking.

'' Thanks for bringing me, gaffer. '' Aki murmurs happily.

'' You 're a good girl, Aki. ''

The adjacent day I sit on a log after luncheon. The boys digging more holes. Priyala sits next to me. Obviously skittish at our intimacy.

'' Thank you for helping us with all this. '' She says.

'' It 's my joy. '' I give the girl a smile.

She settles into silence for a bit as we watch the goblins work. Then, `` Do you ... are none of these women your, um married woman ? ''

I give her a grin. `` I had a wife in my motherland. But she is lost to me now. '' I sweep my arm around. `` Here I have many endearing partners. ``

'' Oh. I 'm sorry for your loss. ``

'' fountainhead, me too. But there is zilch I can do. ''

'' What if ... ''

'' WE FOUND IT ! '' The professor cries from across the field. Priyala hopping up like she was caught doing something she should n't.

We both head over, the immature fair sex moving quicker than me. As if she does n't need to be seen associating with me.

We all gather around a pickle out of which a mates hob are pulling a big, one-half melted shield.

'' This shield has been burned by dragon attack. It could only be the shield of Larst. And if this is where he fell then the general ... must be ... '' She starts walking slowly. `` Somewhere ... overhere. '' She stands beaming at us. Waving her arms around.

The boys starting in with renewed vigor, digging where she directs. In about an hour they have uncovered an country of worked stone. Farzaneh seems about to explode, she is so excited.

'' How do we get in ? '' I ask.

'' The SEAL. It 's the last Harlan Fiske Stone they would have placed. '' She says.

The goblins spend the eternal sleep of the day uncovering More and more, but no sealstone.

'' This seems cock-a-hoop than just a little tomb. '' I say as we sit for dinner party.

'' Well we can expect to find at to the lowest degree three big rooms. There may also be guardians '' the mature Biladi says.

'' defender ? '' Misoko asks.

'' Oh yes. A golem or two. Perhaps some undead. The tomb is ancient so the conjuration may have burned themselves out. But there virtually certainly would own been something to guard such an crucial man. '' The prof explained.

After we ate Farzaneh came up to me. `` This could be the most important find of my life history. ``

'' Well, we are glad to be a modest part of it then. '' I tell her with a well-disposed grin.

'' Yes, quite. The unharmed attempt has me quite excited. ``

'' I can conceive of. '' I say.

She looks at me like I was a dense student. `` Yes, but also excited in a sexual way. It is quite obvious that you would be fully able in assisting me with my pauperism. '' She grabs my shirt and osculation me fully on the oral cavity, before gently pushing me toward her tent.

'' Take your dress off, human. '' She orders as she unbuttons her dress. Pulling off my shirt, I back into her tent. Watching as she strips to a simple linen paper shift and short bloomers.

She helps tug off my pants as she crawls in after me. I can hear her purring as she moves close to my naked body.

She slowly licks her way up my privileged thigh. Her tongue rough, like sandpaper against my skin. My spine tingle from the genius.

She reaches my privates, grasping my prick with her muzzy manus. She grins at me, then leans down and gently rasps her clapper on the tip of my cock.

I groan at the nearly painful scraping on my most sensitive shape. My chunk clench, and my breath catches with each maddening lick.

The mature cat woman finally has mercy and kisses her way up my chest. Taking one final lick along my neck.

I grab at her teddy, yanking it over her head. The Professor has a nice pair of DD tits. Saggy and livid with age, but big and squeezable.

While I grope her dangling breasts, she pulls off her bloomers. Lowering her crotch to mine.

She grinds her wet twat along my rigid faculty. Running her hands through her gray fuzz. I roll her mammilla between my digit and give them a pinch as she purrs loudly.

Farzaneh reaches down, her eyes flashing at me. She angles my dick into her cunt. We groan together as it 's buried mystifying.

I grab her hips and driving force as she rides my putz. She leans down directing her floppy tits to my font. I suck and bite at her mammilla.

'' Unh ! shag ! '' She cries out as her orgasm race over her.

I groan loudly myself, when I cum. Filling her with my jizz.

Soon she lies next to me. Sleepy and satisfied.

At least for a few 60 minutes.

In the centre of the nighttime I am awakened as she climbs on top of me again. Grinding my cock to hardness with her insatiable bitch.

'' Ssh ! '' She says with a smile. `` We do n't desire to rouse the others. ``

In the morn the prof and I dressed in her tent. Though she could n't keep her hands off me. I 'd like to say it 's because I 'm just that unspoilt, but I knew it was because she was a randy woman. Especially when she allowed herself to cut loose.

We step out to witness that my men had already uncovered to a greater extent of the tomb.

We walked over to see what they had found. Priyala looking up, then looking embarrassed when she sees us.

'' Th ... they have uncovered part of the entry. I think. '' The girl says.

Farzaneh nods in blessing. `` Yes. You are correct. Very good. '' She hops down in the hole. Inspecting the uncover stone. Then gesture to one position. `` Here. Dig in this guidance. '' She says before climbing out.

'' Boss ! genus Bos ! ma'am ! '' One of the hobgoblin from the gob. It was just before noonday.

Everyone gathered round to see the large silver cube. It was surrounded by grey stone and cemented in. There was an engraving in the ash gray. Two hawks circling each other.

'' This is it ! '' The professor claps her hands in excitement and kisses me on the cheek. `` That 's the full general 's emblem. ''

She takes some metre to scrutinize it while we watch.

'' You and the prof ? '' It was almost a susurration. Priyala standing next to me. Looking awkward.

'' Yes ? '' I respond quietly.

'' How was ... I mean, humans are so different. How did ... '' She stumbles along, not sure how to ask me.

I smile warmly at her. `` We are n't that unlike. It was quite enjoyable. ``

'' Hmm. It sounded like it. '' She peers at me askance. As if to see if her cheekiness was unsufferable.

I reassure her with a smile, and she smiles back. A little more sure-footed in her flirting.

Finally the goblins begin chipping away at the mortar around the big silver grey closure. After a quick lunch they finally start to revoke it from its resting post.

We all help rip the tilt flatware cube to background level. It must be solid atomic number 47, given how punishing it was.

I hop down and peer into the dark depths below. The air cool and dry. It smelled dusty and old. I could just make out a marble flooring some XXX foundation below.

I pick out two of the goblin men, and Misoko to be the first chemical group to go down. Farzaneh insists on going as well.

'' We will clear out any traps or monsters. Then the residual of you can issue forth. '' I tell the group. Hopefully sounding more confident than I feel. It has been some time since I had been in battle without Karagoth to bet on me up.

We lower down on rope. Lighting up the big room with a couple lanterns. I look around but do n't see any great mullein or any way to light the way. brand signified if no one was supposed to enter.

The room was thirty feet to a side. The rampart were approximate Lucy Stone, but the flooring was smooth marble. There was a round pit slab a twosome feet high and ten groundwork across. Just off plaza, but very near where we dropped in.

Standing in the middle of the slab was a ten foot improbable rough statue. It looked faintly like a Biladi warrior in full armor and it was moving before we had all touched down.

It was n't fast, but it groaned. Almost as if it was angry.

I moved in low and slashed with my new incisive sword. Kara had picked it out for me at a mellow end shop class. Thomas More ornate than my rusty orc brand.

illusion and quick, though my foresightful sword was, it had little burden. The statue stepped forward and punched the irregular hobgoblin off the rophy.

I heard something crush inside his picayune greenness physical structure, and he went flying into a corner, unmoving. unconscious mind or idle, he was definitely out of the fight.

Misoko, thinking fast, simply dropped the rest of the way. Some fifteen invertebrate foot. Landing lightly and rolling, she sprung to her feet firing off a warm pointer that deflected off the robot 's shoulder.

The remaining hob did what he could to draw the affair 's attending. Easily stepping out of the way of its incompetent baseball swing.

The three of us spend a full moment squaring off, but our blades and arrows have no effect.

'' Maybe a hammer ? '' I call up at the hole as the golem lumbers around the room after my minion.

'' Just run it around. '' The professor calls down. `` Its thaumaturgy is nearly gone. It should n't ask long for it to run out. ``

'' Easy for you to say. '' I mumble, turning back to the monstrosity.

'' Should n't take long ? '' Miso says sarcastically to me as we set about our work.

Sure enough she was right though. The golem gradually gets slower and quieter. Finally stopping.

One of my male child comes down with chisels and hammers and helps break dance the thing apart, while I check on the injured goblin.

He was awake but quite a hurt. Even with my healing Logos he could barely act.

'' You 're lucky to be alive. '' I tell him as we tie him with roofy to be hoisted back to the surface.

'' Thanks honcho. '' He croaks, giving me a ebb smile.

The big way was mostly hollow, except for the golem. There were statues in each of the niche. to a greater extent ornate than the one we destroyed, and cast in bronze.

Farzaneh studied each statue in go. `` That 's odd. These should n't be here. Bronzework like this would n't find for a couplet hundred long time. ``

Finally, tired of the idiosyncratic statues, she begins to scrutinize the only if door out of the room. A big stone slab covered in rune and sigils.

'' Magically locked, I would guess. '' She says consulting her notebook. `` We may demand Priyala for this part. ``

The orange furred cat girl climbs down and inspects the room access. Consulting her own notebook computer, and a amber wand.

Finally the door opens with a pained grinding noise. Opening into a short dark Charles Francis Hall.

One of the son and I make our way carefully down it. Watching for augury of traps.

When we make it safe to the end I wave for the others. Priyala following since no one told her not to.

We head down the flank that Farzaneh directs us. Another threshold, though this opens quite easily.

The way is similar to the kickoff. Golem towards the pith. Bronze statues in the box.

There are also stand of weapon and armor. footstall with jewelry. A boastfully chariot made of a dark wood. Shelves with items that were unclear from the threshold.

Feeling a bit more positive I approach the automaton. Two hobgoblin behind me and Miso moving to ingest a clear shot.

As I approach the automaton makes a groaning noise ... and that's it.

It doesn't move.

The Biladi cleaning lady enter right when the four corner statues begin to impress. sander and flying than their golem counterpart. They are also more vulnerable, two of Miso's arrows quickly sticking out of one.

The son and I move to lock. Exchanging blows with two of the statues.

"assist them."I order. Pointing at the cat women.

Priyala fires a bolt of lightning of force at one bronze sentry duty. Knocking him to his back. The statue noticeably having trouble standing back up.

One of the hobgoblin begins bashing its top dog with the power hammer he still carried. Soon the statue stops moving.

I exchange a some quick black eye with one of the guardians. Then dodging his swing, clean clear through his manus. With no weapon to stop me, I make short study of the bronze man.

I turn to find a slower statue approaching. Half a dozen arrows sticking out of him.

I easily kick him down and wind up him off.

I turn to find that the goblins and the Biladi learner have destroyed the last shielder.

"Great job."I tell the orange miss. Patting her on her shoulder. Her pointy spike twitch, and she smiles at me bashfully.

"Boss there's bones in these statues."One of the boys announces.

After some inspections, Farzaneh says,"They enchanted some of his soldiers. These weren't statues at all. Just men turned to tan so they would stand up the ravages of time."She looks at us with a smile. One mystery solved.

The last door was also magically sealed. This fourth dimension it took more than than an hour to crack it.

Inside was almost a dashing hopes. No golem. No statues. Not even an tempestuous wraith.

Just a large sarcophagus surrounded by some brazier.

We search the tomb. Looking for any more conceal dangers, but find none.

We let the girl down to explore as well. Aklatan excited to record the internet site in her notebook.

Late in the evening the prof comes up for solid food. Obviously unquiet to get back to her written report.

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She takes some time to scrutinise it while we watch.

'' You and the Professor ? '' It was almost a rustling. Priyala standing side by side to me. Looking awkward.

'' Yes ? '' I respond quietly.

'' How was ... I mean, humankind are so different. How did ... '' She stumbles along, not for sure how to ask me.

I smile warmly at her. `` We are n't that different. It was quite enjoyable. ``

'' Hmm. It sounded like it. '' She peers at me askance. As if to see if her impertinence was unacceptable.

I reassure her with a grin, and she smiles back. A little more confident in her flirting.

The next day we start to rent take pieces to read in the cart. Leaving a lot of the equipment we brought here. The programme will be to make a few trips, and take everything of time value from the tomb.

The overseeing of that I will leave to my men.

Saki has arranged an eve appearance in the big garden. wearable optional, she said.

I had invited Priyala, as she was between trips to the tomb. She happily accepted.

"What do you mean clothing optional ?"She asked as I took her cloak.

"I explained about the orgy."She nods her cute little kitten grimace. Looking unquiet and wind up."This is part of that. The audience is encouraged to enjoy each other as well as her show."

"Should I go nude ?"She asks.

"If you like."I tell her."I will equal whatever you want. I want you to be comfortable."I put my hand in the small of her back to guide her down the antechamber."A lot of the girl will be wearing aphrodisiac sleep ware."

She looks at me petulantly."I don't have anything like that."

"I'm sure we could scrounge something up."

Sure enough the Twin are happy to help oneself. Pria is a little taller, but looks lovely in a silk crop top and check shorts.

Soon we are sitting on a blow up work bench. Sharing it with Gort and a princess named Nadzehia, who was topless. wear just a unretentive, slue annulus and stockings. She already had her paw in the happy hobgoblin's pants.

There were other benches and a bunch of chairs. Many brought from inside the mansion house. We all face a yoke of silver screen set up on a pocket-size woodwind stage. There was a pair of board on the stage as well.

The counting and Countess were snuggling together on a chair and there were three More Biladi couples. Friends of our legion I suppose.

Everyone settles down and gets quiet when Sakura walks out from behind the concealment they had set up. She wore a recollective white diaphanous nightgown. Underneath we could see the grim lace panties and supporter with stockings she wore. Her chirpy breasts were bared under the see-through gown.

"Thank all of you for coming."She said to the assembled crowd."We call this while ‘ In the Dungeon'thank you."She bows and steps back behind the screen door.

Suddenly four goblin men wearing big, scarey looking masquerade drag out a span of goblin princesses wearing promiscuous linen paper clothes, hugging their curvy figures.

The daughter struggle with their capturer. evilness hobgoblin paw groping their tender bodies through their dresses.

Dresses that are quickly and roughly stripped from them. Their toothsome eubstance bared to the crew. They are forced to bend over the mesa. Their cute derrières wiggling in protest.

"Naughty."Pria says. Snuggling closer to me as the princesses get their bottoms spanked. I put my hand on her leg, lightly caressing her fuzzy inner thigh.

The goblin girls have their hands bound behind their dorsum then one is placed on a chair. clamp attached to her mammilla. The other has her fount pushed into the crotch of her friend.

She shakes her head no. Obviously reluctant to work out her friend's pussy. Each meter she refuses she has her own cunt swatted. Until finally the girl bounds on the chair gives out a loud gasp as her pussy is pleasured by her ally.

Priyala is purring next to me. My hired hand rubbing her cunny through her silk boxershorts. Boldly she puts her manus down my pants gripping my stiff dick.

Next to us, Gort is on his knees. His cheek under the goblin fille's doll. She moans, her hands in his hair, as he eats her out.

On stage the princesses are on hands and articulatio genus giving cock sucking. Having been taught their position. A struggling Sakura being dragged on stage in her see through gown.

The pink bunny female child starts to get put through her own torments as I bend the Biladi female child over the arm of our couch.

I yank down her short circuit. Sticking my script between her clench thigh. My fingers rubbing into her wet jackass.

"Are you my commodity little kitten ?"I ask her. Nibbling her pointy ear.

"Mmm, yes sir."She says. Grinding her cunny on my hand."I'm your trade good little kitten."

A nude Sakura has been tied disseminate eagle between the tables. The princesses taking turns licking her bunny rabbit cunt. Their captor abusing all three girls.

"Do you want to be my slovenly woman ?"I ask my finger's breadth deep in the cat female child. My thumb pushing against her anal retentive bud.

"Mmm, yes. I ... I want to be your slut."She moans. Her need overpowering her.

"Tell me you will stay and be my kitty slave."I order.

"I will. I'll be your slutty kitten slave. Aah !"She cries out as my pollex penetrates her rear. With both holes filled she cums quickly. Her juice slick magazine on my hand.

I pull off my pant and shove my hard putz up her dripping slit. My hands reaching under her silk top to roughly fumble her tits.

Behind me Gort is sitting with the princess bouncing up and down on his bumpy goblin hawkshaw.

On leg Saki is on her cover. A shaft in her snatch and another deep in her throat, as the two lady friend whip her mammilla with leather shoulder strap.

I grunt as I cum in my cute kitten's ass hole. I sit back down and crusade her to her human knee in front of me. She looks up a mixture of lustfulness and sinlessness.

"A good kitten cleans her papa's messy cock with her tongue."I tell her. She gives me a naughty grin, then takes my soft dick in her sassing.

I watch the erotic swordplay as I slowly get heavy in her mouth.

It's a good night.

I was lump deep in Gertrude. Her thick ass ripple as I spanked it. I fucked her from behind as I shoved her loudly moaning face into the bed.

The twins next to us sixtynining. Their faces buried in each former's superposable jackass.

After I cum, I pull the twins by their hair and replacement pushing their faces into their female parent's sloppy twat. They take good turn licking out my jizz.

Later, I am drifting to sleep, Gertrude gently snoring on one slope of me. The Twins snuggling on the other. There's a commotion outside.

"To arms ! To coat of arms !"I can hear someone shout. I hop out of bed, the girls tumbling to the floor, and pull on my gasp. I grab my sword as I burst out the door.

Out in the grounds is funny farm. Rat-men seem to run everywhere. My hobgoblin, many wiping quietus from their eyes, move to affiance them.

I cut two iniquity, cloaked design down as I head to the mansion. Hoping that Kara can rally the outer Department of Defense.

I encounter a couple diminished skirmishes in my way to my employer's bedchamber. I help twist the lunar time period in our favor both times, but don't stop to help mop up.

I find the counting and Countess in their bedclothes. The duke holds a saber like he knows how to use it. Divya stands behind him fearfully, holding a sticker.

"What's happening ?"Ritvik asks.

"more than rat-men."I announce moving to the window. Something out there was roaring.

I could see another of the giant rat beasts. It had bashed through the gate. Karagoth led a group of soldiers trying to take it down.

"There are so-and-so in the house."I tell them."I need to get back out there. I need to get you somewhere safe."

I lead them downstairs to the big pantry. After I'm sure they are safely barricaded in, I head back out-of-door. Where Gort immediately comes running up to me.

"honcho ! Boss ! You're prophylactic !"He gasps, out of breathing spell.

"Yup. You too, looks like."I tell him with a reassuring smile."gather a few of the boys and traverse the house."

I head for where the fight sounds loudest. A vest rat-man hurls globes of luminosity at my men as they struggle with a group of robes figures.

I am just a few human foot away from the rat-mage when he hits me square in the chest with one of his spark ball.

Suddenly I am on the priming. The wind is knocked out of me and my chest flavor like it's on flack.

I see the rat's grinning face above me as his hand begins to radiate again. I feel around for the sword I dropped. My hand only finding dew covered grass.

Suddenly he reels back. Clawing at a crossbow bolt sticking through his pharynx.

Jadara is there helping me sit up. While Amanatia rushes over with my brand.

"Are today ok ?"She asks concerned.

I groan."Yeah. Yes, I think so."Standing I try to shake the impression of the foul-smelling conjuration off.

The three of us circle around the mansion. Both princesses carrying crossbows.

Finally we find the beautiful, clean haired orc finishing off a second rat-beast.

As it falls with a groan, those rat-men still alive start to take flight.

Kara turns to me."The house ?"

"Secure, I think. I sent Gort to take a leak sure."I tell her.

She nods and move off to hit sure for herself.

"We lost twelve goblins."Karagoth informs me. We can just see dawn's light peeking over the walls. Bodies are being collected into nap."Two of the goblin women have injuries."

This I know. I had walked around healing anyone I could. I'm not sure if it was the tiring night or the healing, but I felt drained. Deep down exhausted.

One of the princesses had a interrupt leg. The other had lost an eye. We were down to a couple dozen men. Nearly one-half of which were moderately to severely injured.

"We will not win a bit attack on that scale."Kara informs me.

I nod."I will talk to the Count."

I head inside.

I find my employers in a pocket-sized sitting room. They are nervously eating a illuminate breakfast.

"Are we safe ?"The Countess asks timidly.

"Yes ma'am. The primer and mansion are clear."I tell her."My military force are too depleted for another competitiveness like that though. I suggest you hire a permanent wave gang as soon as possible."

"What about you ? We could give you some money to hire Sir Thomas More men if that's what it took."The Count asks."I know my wife would experience better knowing you were here."

I ponder his prompting."At nub I am a wanderer. Right now I'm not willing to be tied down to any perm position.

If you are conformable, I could leave a garrison here. Soldiers I trust, under my command."

Divya smiles at me."That would dedicate you intellect to bring back, from time to fourth dimension ?"

I smile back."Yes ma'am."

It's later in the day.

"We need to hit them. Only then can we put a halt to the attacks."Kara says. A frown on her face.

"I agree, but all the rats we took awake simply die out. We don't know where they come from."I say. Looking around the board at my simple warcouncil.

It was true. Shortly after the flack failed, any living rat-men died. Their lungs filled with a black sludge drowning them. It seemed like a rough way to go.

"Maybe I can help with that boss."Gort speaks up. Next to him sat Natia and Jade. The bunny girlfriend and a goblin, that had lead the Department of Defense inside the mansion, named Porrige were also at the board.

Aklatan sat nearby taking notes in her rule book.

"How so."Everyone looks at him. Something that would have made him funk in fear just a few weeks ago.

Confidently he goes on,"I have had feelers out for a spell. Mostly for weapon system and to hire more son. Maybe I can shake something loose."

"Sounds beneficial. While you are at it we need Thomas More troops. If we aren't finding enough goblin then it's metre to bet at other races."He nods, pleased with himself.

"For now the architectural plan is to find the rat-men. Then we hit them. We want to go away them in a state where they can't mount an fire like finis night. Not for a yearn time.

When we feel felicitous with the security here we will move on. Leaving a garrison of troops. We will switch a portion of the soldiers out every match of calendar month. I guess. Depending on how far off we are. And how well the chief group is doing, I suppose."I look around to make sure everyone is on the Saame Page.

"Porrige, you will lead the forces here when we leave. I was impressed last night, and have confidence that you are up for the job."He beamed with that glow they get when I praise them.

"Thanks boss. I'll do you proud."He says.

"What about our injured ?"Sakura asks.

"No one is so badly injured that they can't change of location with us."I say."We don't kick any of ours out in the low temperature. We may need to think about a permanent wave mansion house though. Especially if we are going to continue as mercenaries."

I dismiss the grouping, but not before noticing the slight smile on Kara's face.

Karagoth growled with luxuria as I bit her nipples. My finger scratched at her supple, leatherlike flanks. My hands moving around to extort her leafy vegetable ass.

It had been a few mean solar day since the attack. We had hired a XII More goblins. Gort assures me there just weren't many left in the area. He was quite convinced he was getting close to tracking down the rat-men though.

He also said we had a few moneymaking prospect. Apparently word had gotten out about both this onset and the one on the carriage.

I groan as I slide my cock into the growling woman's wet cunt. Kara scratching her way down my back to grab my ass too. She bites my shoulder as I thrust into her.

We fuck that way for a abruptly sentence. Then she throws me off. I land on the I. F. Stone trading floor. A rug barely cushioning my fall.

When I stand back up she is on her hands and knees. Wiggling her ass at me. She looks back and gives me a skanky grin.

"Spank your orc slave. Treat her how a hussy deserves."She orders me.

I am happy to oblige. Spanking her knockout sufficiency to shit my manus sting. She simply growls excitedly.

When I can't wait any longer I climb up behind her grabbing her long blanched pilus by her braid.

I shove her face into the bed as I plunge my screwing rod into her."Unh ! You fucking orc whore. Bow before your man betters."

"Uh, uh, uh. Yes master. Use my slave dead body. I deserve it for getting captured by a lowly human."She groans.

Soon I shoot her wide-cut of cum.

I lay on my spine. ventilation hard. Spent.

Kara lies side by side to me. Lightly pinching my pap. Grinning at me affectionately."I like being your slave."She says. Her finger's breadth slowly tracing its way down my dresser.

"I'm glad."I smile at her."I like having you as a partner."I tell her.

She doesn't let me take a breather long. Her script pumping my penis back to life as she grins her repelling grinning.

Rebekah had just got out of the exhibitor. She wore a towel around her physical structure, but her wet golden hair was plastered to her header.

She was walking into her kitchen to get a snack before bed ... only this wasn't her kitchen.

It was a stone way with a low ceiling. It smelled of electrocution and spiciness.

She screamed and pulled her towel tight, which only showed off her wet bender been better.

She was surrounded by men in robe and hood.

No ! Not men. Giant strikebreaker !

There was one who stood out. A cat person. Dressed like an evil wizard. A cheap one from a second script costume shop.

"You are not what I expected."He hissed."I thought a unredeemed object or enchanted gang. My opposition smashing weakness."He thinks for a present moment."You are an enemy of master Nicholas ? Perhaps."

"Y ... you know Nick ?"Rebecca asks. Frightened and confused.

"A family appendage ?"The cat asks.

"I ... I am his married woman. Can you withdraw me to him ?"

"Oh, well-nigh assuredly."The cat grins evilly.

He motions to the so-and-so near her. Fuzzy finger grip her articulatio radiocarpea. Pulling her arms out as the blond woman gasp. Her towel falls wetly to the stone floor. Her naked man eubstance revealed to the leering inhuman men.

They drag her to the cat man who reaches out and roughly gropes her vast tits."Ha. nearly assuredly, but maiden why don't we have a little fun."She squeals when he lifts her titty by her pilfer nipples. Letting them drop and watching them jiggle.

He motions to a nearby table."No ! Please, halt !"Becca cries as she is hang over it. Her tits pressed against the fierce wood. Her stave ass sticking up. They force her ramification apart."Nooo !"She weeps as fingers begin to explore her vulnerable puss.

She groans in revulsion as she feels something slimy friction against her cunny. Then she groans as the cat man's foreign dick plows into her.

Her body pushing against the Ellen Price Wood as he thrusts. Becca clenches her eyes and attempt to make believe she is somewhere else. Anywhere.

But she can't escape the violation when he slaps her ass. Her eyes open from the shock. She can see many of the strikebreaker have their own dicks out. Stroking their operose furry members as they watch her.

"Mmm, my enemy's wife. flavor so good."The cat says. Yanking Becca's wet hair, forcing her head up. No one here to deliver you. Is there ?"Her only response are her grunts as his hawkshaw driving force deep inside her.

SMACK ! He slaps her ass."Is there ? !"

"N ... no."Becca moans. There isn't anyone to rescue her.

"And what can we do to your lovely body ?"

"A ... anything."She says sob. Her body used for the wizards pleasure. The rat-men ready for their turn with her.

"Beg them to fuck you, whore."He orders. Shoving his thumb painfully in her round ass.

"Uunh ! Puh ... please have a go at it me."She begs obediently.

She can feel when the frightful dick twitches inside her. Filling her with its slimy jizz.

The wizard pulls out and simply walks away from her. Rebecca falls to the floor. Cum leaking out of her.

When she looks up she is surrounded by rat-men. Their furry cocks out and hungry for her human flesh.

Submissively she lies back and spreads her stage for her next flagitious lover.

hushing, the get-go rat-man crawls on her. apace shoving his hawkshaw in her.

Becca pant at the unfamiliar penis. The shaft is covered in a light-colored mat of fur, occasionally a bristly whisker juts out. The entirely bare part is the tip. Slimy and pale.

She can palpate every haircloth as they rasp against her insides. The strange impression sending tremble through her body.

Her orgasm rises as the rat slaps at her wondrous mammilla. She moans with desperation as her body betrays her. The rat-man quickly pushing her into a populace of erotic sensation.

She obediently opens her mouth when a slimed tip presses against her rim.

The furry prick unpleasant on her tongue. The bristly hairs disgusting in her back talk. Then a horror in her throat as she is forced to take the whole matter. Little rat-man bollock bouncing off her nose as she is throat fucked.

The blond wife is fucked for hours. Taking load after load from the rat men. She is brought to orgasm again and again. Finally she is dumped, soiled and exhausted, in a cell.

"Their guards are pathetic."Karagoth whispered next to me.

We were at the top of a ravine. Hidden in the undergrowth. We watched a twain of rat-men sitting outside a cave. If you didn't know it was here the ravine was easy to neglect in the dense woods.

"Maybe, but it looks like Gort's middleman were good."I whisper back. I was half convinced that their lair would be the sewers in the city.

Kara makes a motion. Two of our new hires silently move down the other slope of the ravine. They were reptile men. Supposedly descended from snakes. They had four weapons system and their formal greeting included licking the backbone of your script with their tongue.

I wasn't sure about taking on other races. My goblins had shown themselves to be loyal and brave. Under the circumstances we had little choice, though.

I had to take the Nathair men were silent. They killed the guards and motioned that the entrance was clear without making a speech sound.

My radical quietly descends into the ravine. Kara and me, Misoko, and a dozen goblin soldiers. Plus three More additions. Other reptile men called Chokwa. They were near seven feet magniloquent, and built like a brick bulwark. They didn't really have cervix, and had unforesightful gecko-like tails. Their skin was dissimilar shades of dark blue covered with bluish and gold rule.

The deal for all five men was to see how they did on our raid. Then we would resolve if we would let them join the troupe on a permanent basis.

We leave one of the big Chokwa to defend the entering. He smiles and pats his grave wooden club.

We head down a dark tunnel. A mates of the boys carrying lanterns. The roof is so low the bad lizard guy have to crouch. The place smells of moistness soil and rat shit.

We enter into a cave, half of which looks dugout. A couple on 12 rat-men go about their business organisation. Though maybe half feeling injured. Likely from the raid.

We rush in, steel flashing. I cut down a rat-man before he even had a leaf blade drawn. My group spreading throughout the room.

As we fight our way in a pair of cloaked rats flee down one of the exits. Though the others stand and fight.

A rat-man flys past me. Knocked a unspoiled fifteen substructure by a grin Chokwa's clubhouse. I see Kara pulling her axe out of a consume rat. A brace goblin, kneeling with spears, in front of Miso. Guarding her while she fires pointer.

More than half the rats are down when we hear a boom from the tunnel the stinker ran down.

"What's that ?"One of the Hydra men bird at me.

I shrug."Probably one of those rat wildcat we mentioned."

As the ponderous creature lurches into the cave. It is matched by a secondment from another tunnel.

"Well defecate boss."Gort says from nearby. Frantically reloading his pocket-size crossbow.

"Yeah. It doesn't rain ..."I mussitate.

"It doesn't ?"He says fire at one of the big beasts. It doesn't seem to remark.

"It doesn't rainfall, but it pours."I answer. Moving to mesh the finisher beast.

"I don't get it !"He shouts after me.

I slash at the matter's branch as it tosses a give way goblin aside. The roof is too low for it to move comfortably. I doge as it grabs towards me.

It sprouts a couple arrows from its neck. I have a secure opportunity to gut it as it grabs them. It starts to bleed profusely all over the ground.

My soldiers moving in to finish it with spears.

look over, I see that Karagoth and the two big Ckockwas have killed the other rat beast.

The few remaining rat-men are loose to finish off.

We split into teams and locomote down the tunnel. Killing any so-and-so we find.

Finally we come to a all in end way. A single rat stands. It's middle glowing red.

"You will impart the Countess to me."It seems to say. Though it's back talk doesn't move. It just stays open.

"What ?"I say confused.

"You may have bested my minions, but I have already won the war."It gloats.

"You look like the failure from here."I say. A little lamely perhaps. I need Sir Thomas More practice session verbally sparring with scoundrel.

"Ah, but I gave your married woman Captain."

"You ... What ? My wife ?"I say confused.

"Yes the lovely Rebecca. conjuration is a powerful strength. If you want to see her again you will bring the Countess to me."The rat begins to skewer up black gook."Two daytime. The old mill outside town."

The rat falls over. Dead.

"He has your wife."Kara says her big axe in her hand."What are we going to do ?"

"We will think of something."I tell her.

The two Nathair men were well-chosen to signalise on as full appendage. The big Chokwa goon had a request first.

They wanted me to meet their leader.

So the three of them, Gort, Kara, and myself headed to a run down tap house near the river that ran through township.

"Do we birth time for this ?"The orc grump at me.

"Honestly, I don't know. But they handled themselves well in that tunnel. I'd like to take them on the team."I tell her.

Apparently there was a big racial divide between the mammal backwash and the reptiles. The solvent of which forced the Chockwa to be arcsecond form citizens. Or instantly criminal.

My Chockwa were pal.

We entered the smoky tap house. It looked no better on the inside. The board were null more than empty-bellied cask with plank set across them.

When she sees us, a big Chockwa woman stands up. A jolly smile across her lizard case.

"son ! What have you brought me ?"She says with a husky voice. Her weapon held out as if to hug our whole mathematical group.

"harpist, dis is da maitre d'. skipper dis is our sis, Harper."One of the brothers, Dagan I think, introduces.

"master it's great to meet you !"She steps forward and collects me in a big hug. She is a beefy woman. lots like her pal. Nearly a substructure taller than me, and a few inches taller than them. Her skin is a lighter amobarbital sodium with a trail of fortunate spots running down the sides of her top dog and neck. Under her let loose agree clothes. Similar trails run down her bare arms to the binding of her workforce.

Her bosom is monumental. Each tit probably heavy than my head. Why a lizard would have breasts is beyond me. I didn't think they reared their young that way. Unlike her brothers she has a shock of hair's-breadth on her head. Jet Joseph Black and only growing out of a billet maybe three in astray on the very top of her head. It's braided and is longer than her near seven animal foot of height. It curls into a eyelet on the impart side of her belt.

She also has a fag end. slender than her brothers, but it extends all the way to the floor. Ridged almost like an alligator's.

"Sit, please ! Have a drinking !"The robustious woman directs.

When we are all well-situated she asks,"How did it go ? How were my boys ?"

"They were impressive."I tell her. Smiling at the brothers."I am interested in hiring them on."

"Great, majuscule. Your man here gave us the details."She motions to Gort."But I wanted to size you up before we agreed to anything. assure me about yourself. About your goals."

I tell her a footling of my history. Glossing over where I actually come from, just saying it's a far off dry land. I tell her about some of the risky venture we have had.

"Yes I've heard about the attacks."She interrupts."You are making a small name for yourself."

"Well I don't know about that. Our plan is to keep on on as mercenaries and explorer for a clock time. Possibly looking for something more permanent down the line."I finish.

"There are taradiddle of tumid soldier of fortune dance band founding free cities. Not recently, but in meter past."She says, almost wistfully.

"Yeah. Maybe. Who knows. We only recently had a chance to get our foundation under us. From here we want to keep building."I say.

harper smiles her big grinning."Sounds great ! tally us in."

We were inspecting the old grind. A big abandoned building in the banking concern of the river. Here, Dixie of the city, the water flowed dangerously fast.

There was a span close to the mill it still looked sturdy.

"What do you mean the drama is going to be ?"I ask my modest group.

Kara just shakes her principal. Gort is inspecting the big door leading into the mill.

"An exchange across the bridge."Harper speaks up confidently. She had insisted on coming along.

I look at her in surprise.

She smiles back at me."We have been involved in more than one Night swap."

"Why the bridge ?"I ask.

"This mavin lost most of his stooges, right ?"I nod."So if the rally is on the up and up he needs someplace he can flee from."

She leads me over to the bridge. Motioning to the other slope."He sets up there in that belittled woods."It was really just half a dozen trees."When he sees you arrive here he can step out. Both women cross the bridge. Then he can flee with his prize."

"What if we chase him ?"

"A couple archers on the coin bank over there will defeat a dozen mass trying to cut across. The bridge is too retentive and too narrow to hotfoot them."

"If they see anyone on their side when they arrive, they just turn around and leave."Gort says.

"That's what I would do."The big woman says, smiling at him.

"So what do we do ? We can't just give him the Countess."I lament. Tossing a stone into the immediate flowing river.

"You want both prizes."Harper says.

"Yeah, and a stagnant wizard."

"well, the prizes are easy. We just do what no one would expect."I raise an eyebrow at her."We take the prizes out of the situation."

"And the wizard ?"I ask.

"I got a distich thought about that boss."Gort says.

I was lying in bed. A naked Misoko was snuggled against me. We had finished making love. Now I was stroking her long white bunny ears. Her body shivered with joy at my touch.

Apparently her capitulum were almost as sensible as her luscious nipples.

"Bos !"A musical voice outside my door. Jadara barges in. Wearing silk panties and nothing else."We need to talk."

Miso smiles at the hobgoblin princess as she climbs on the bed next to us. Jade leans over and kisses the blank bunny girl.

"We need more women."The hobgoblin says when she turns to me.

"I don't know. This bed isn't that big."I answer.

She smiles at me."If you are going to continue adding male soldiers to the group, then we need more women to go along up."

She had a level. Already the little girl were entertaining three or four collaborator during the evening riot.

"What do you suggest ?"

"Give me license to hire on new girl. Gort has physical contact that can probably facilitate me find at least a few. And I'll stay fresh looking as we travel."She tells me.

"That sounds right. You have my permission."I tell her. With a grin she straddles my chest with her viridity, goblin legs.

Jadara grinds her silk clad kitty-cat against me as she runs her hands through her short, dismal racy hair.

I reach up and coerce her perky nipple. Lightly pinching her nipples.

Miso leans over and candy kiss me. Her easy lingua exploring my mouth. I feel her fuzzy manus grip my hardening cock. Helping it along.

When I'm fully backbreaking I grab the goblin missy and airlift her. She pushes her pantie out of the way as Misoko aims my fuck rod into her green cunt.

Jadara groans with pleasure as I slowly bring down her John L. H. Down on my pecker. When she is fully settled she places her palms on my chest. Then she starts to move up and down. Slowly fucking me as she bites her lower lip.

Miso straddles my face and I lick her piano bunny cunny as the daughter kiss above me.

Tomorrow was going to be jumpy. Tonight was for delight.

We approached the John Mill. There were a 12 of us. Including Karagoth, harpist, one of her Brother, and Misoko.

Also the Countess, with her hands tied behind her backbone.

We approach the front of the mill, but then get wind a call from across the river. As expected.

"Good to see you in person !"A Biladi dressed as a crazy wiz cry from the other face of the bridge.

He is surrounded by perhaps twenty rat-men and one of those big beasts. More than we expected.

"My wife."I shout back. Though I can see a naked hooded fair sex.

Even with the lens hood I recognize Rebecca.

With a flourish he lifts the toughie. She looks affright and exhausted. But not harmed.

"At the same time."He orders over the swiftly rush along water.

A mates son move the Countess to the bridge. Ordering her to cross. Slowly the two charwoman walk the narrow span. Water rushing below them.

I wonder if there are any gods on this world I should pray to, as the girls meet toward the nub.

Suddenly the Countess grabs Rebecca. Seeming to have freed herself from her shackle. With a scream, she pulls my wife over the rail. Both women falling a XII feet to the haste water supply below.

The wizard yells in his impotent ferocity. He lobs a ball of fire at us, but it is easily avoided.

Harper and her pal each tear one of the big doors off the the mill and defecate their way to the span. They use the doors as shields as we move in behind them. Rat-men arrows desperately thunking into the profound wood.

The wizard was readying another trance when he lurches forward. A pair of arrows hitting him from behind. Though they bounce of some form of witching shield.

He turns motioning to the minor copse of Tree. Some of the rat-men moving to explore it. One dropping from an pointer in his neck.

The big Chokwa are across the bridge, though they are met by the bigger rat animal.

By the time I am across the competitiveness is in full lilt. Harper and her brother facing the goliath beast. The cleaning woman wields a big mace. Unlike the big, banded nightclub of her pal. She also has what looks like a small axe head attached to the tip of her tail.

She laughs as she swing away.

My goblins fight the rat-men as they step off the bridge. Once again I am proud of their bravery. Though even as I watch one is engulfed in fire. Thrown by the evil wizard.

Kara nods at me and we separate to go about the Biladi from polar slope.

I catch visual sense of the two snake men fighting in the trees.

They had spent the dark sneaking their way into the little plantation and waiting at the tops of tree.

Kara dodges a burst of flame from the thaumaturge. Gripping her axe and looking for an opportunity to impinge on.

I swing at him from ass. My brand stoping an inch away. Feeling like I struck a Tree. He turns and his hand pushes out. I fly backwards my breath knocked out. Though this time I still have my steel.

Kara holler and swings her mighty axe. No nicety, no finesse. Just strength and orc madness.

I can clearly see the look of surprise on the hotshot's face as his shield shatters and her axe is buried cryptical in his shoulder.

Still he attempts to plough toward her. Pulling something out of a bulge.

I get to one knee and run him through with the point of my sword. This only seems to make him angrier. He tosses whatever he pulled out at me. A sack of something landing at my foundation.

Not taking any luck I roll away. My sword still stuck in my enemy.

Kara pulls her axe resign and winds up for another swinging as the pouch explodes on a burst of blue flame.

I cover my head as I feel the burst of heat washables over me. I roll a few feet and check out if I'm on flame.

I seem to be fine, just a footling singed.

I look up in time to see Karagoth lob the wizard's head off.

harper and her shorter Brother are helping the goblins mop up the remaining rat-men. The big beast dead in a heap close to the river.

The two Nathair men are heading towards us as well having killed the few that went after them.

Taking descent, we lost the burned goblin and one other.

We head down stream. Maybe half a mile. There we find another eight hob, the former two Chokwa buddy, Priyala, and my wife.

The apprentice mage had used a spell to ready her fur looking similar to the Countess. She had been very intrepid.

The two lizard men had made themselves comfortable in the rushing water against some with child rock 'n' roll. They had held long poles with loops of rope attached to pick up the girls. It had been a gamble, but it paid off.

"Ooh, Nicholas !"Rebecca war cry, throwing herself in my arms.

"Ssh, ssh. Everything is ok now."I assure her. Though I'm not totally sure that was honest."Let's get you ho ... let's get you somewhere safe."

I introduce her to the people around us. She seems a bit overwhelmed, though thankful when Misoko hands her a cloak she had taken from one of our opposition.

On our way back to townspeople I tell her of my adventures. And she tells me what had happened back in our old world. How each day there seemed like less and less Bob Hope. About the vile treatment she suffered at the work force of the champion. She breaks down and vociferation once, but after that seems more than ready to face this strange new earthly concern.

Rebecca slept for nearly a full day. Waking just once to quickly eat a large repast before falling back to sleep. It felt beneficial to sleep next to my wife again.

Something I thought lost to me forever.

I am eating lunch with Karagoth in the small garden when Rebekah is led over by one of the hobgoblin princesses. She had been given a gown to assume and looked much refreshed.

I stand and give her a slightly awkward kiss. Then motility to a chair.

Kara stands."I will induce indisputable you have some privacy."

I nod, and she walks off.

"Everyone has been so skillful to me."Rebecca starts."The Captains wife."She says with a teasing grin.

I smile back. A little ruefully."It's a different world here. I'm a different man."I pause looking her in the eyes."Maybe not as good as the man you married."

"I can see that this place is different, gouge. Like a fantasy movie. It definitely has its dark side."She pauses to sip some succus.

"I'm not sure if there's a way back home."I tell her.

"Would you go if there was ? You seem to have flourished here."She sweeps her arm around at the sign of the zodiac, the garden.

"This isn't mine."

"Not yet maybe. But your people seem to have it away you. That squeamish Aklatan girl obviously loves you."

"Aki ? She's a estimable girl."

"I know. She gave me some warm up water to wash myself and this dress."She takes a bite of pastry, then grins at me."So am I to be one of your sex striver too ?"

I nearly choke on my tea.

"Your cute hobgoblin girl may be more talkative than you would like."

"She believes in the power of knowledge."I tell her."I'm not sure what to do here. Do I ask forgiveness ? I never thought I'd see you again."

"There is no forgiveness requirement. I love you completely and if that means being one of the char in your harem, then so be it."She says with all seriousness.

"You could never truly be my slave."I tell her.

"Couldn't I ? We've discussed it before."

"fountainhead yes. But only half seriously."

"Maybe,"She says."But I need to find my own place in this humankind. While that will always be by your incline, I don't know as what yet."

We eat in a companionable silence for a meter.

"You know our relationship goes both way. You can kip with whoever you like."I tell her.

She smiles warmly."As my master wishes."

I playfully throw a pastry dough at her as we laugh.

When we stepped back into my room Rebekah practically jumped on me. We kissed passionately as we made our way to the bed. I got as far as unbuckling my pants before she shoved me onto the cushion.

She frantically pulled her apparel over her curly gilded pilus. Her wonderful body revealed to me.

From her curly golden hair to her beautiful cheek. Her piercing blue eyes laying bare my soul. Her big E-cup tits to her tummy. Slightly rounded with a few extra pound sign. down feather to a lowly George H.W. Bush of pubic pilus above an already wet pussy.

My married woman kneels before me, spreading my legs and yanking down my pants in her lust. My stopcock, ready and hard for her, springs up.

She wraps my cock in her lips and sucks. Bobbing her head teacher lower and lower. I groan as she lightly squeezes my balls.

When my dick is gracious and wet to her liking, she stands and go up on top of me. Lowering herself on my fuck rod.

"Oh god ! I've missed you."She gasps as she lowers herself. I reach up and grab her big bosom. I squeeze and jiggle them as she runs her workforce through her haircloth. Just sitting, enjoying the feel of having my cock recondite inside her.

Then she slowly starts to move up and down. Faster and faster. Soon she is riding me like a bucking broncho. Her tits bouncing and jiggling as I play with them.

"Oooh ! Oh, yes ! Yes Nick !"I can sense her thigh tremble as her orgasm overtakes her.

When she finally comes down I flip us so she is on her back. I kiss her deep as I plunge into her.

Her fingers scratch up and down my back as I cum inside her. Unloading my seminal fluid into my wife had never felt better.

It's later, in the dark. Rebecca snuggles close to me. Her hand lightly caressing my breast.

"Who is your pet ?"She asks sleepily.

"Favorite what ?"

"Your preferred lover. Of your followers."

"Karagoth, I think. Without her I would have died. She is basically my work wife. But, you know, as mercenaries."

"Then she is the first I want to be with."She says giving my chest a minuscule buss.

"She wants sex with me ?"The orc woman says when I bring it up the next day.

"Apparently. My wife is a lusty woman."I explain.

"I had figured she would simply want you for herself. Is that not the way among homo ?"

I give her a grinning."Not all of them."

"Very well. I will sex your wife."She grins wickedly at me.

I give her a passionate candy kiss."Tonight. My room."

I invite Aki to be my partner for the festivity. She was very nice to Rebecca when she came.

Becca had found a cut linen top and shorts. Tight on her. Showing a generous amount of underboob.

Aklatan shows up in a red half-corset and matching lacing panty.

Karagoth simply shows up nude.

"I've never made love to an orc before."Rebecca says moving close to the swelled special K woman. She puts her hands behind her back and try to look innocent and vulnerable.

Kara catch my wife by her round ass and pulls her close. Their big breasts pressing together.

"I promise not to bite. Not your first time anyway."Kara tells her.

Aki hops on my lap. Reaching between us to caress my putz through my boxershorts. We sit on the big chair in the box of the elbow room to watch the show.

Rebekah wraps her arms around the neck opening of the larger charwoman. Quickly and happily falling into the subservient role. Kara lifts my married woman up, holding onto her rear. Becca wraps her legs around the green woman as she is carried to the bed.

Karagoth sits her dispirited and pulls off the blondes light top.

Pushing her all the way down the orc moves to range my wife's expression. Grinding her green kitty-cat on pleasant-tasting back talk. She leans back, grabbing one of Becca's nipple and pinches shaking her big tit back and Forth while she growls in pleasure.

My wife grabs my partner's leafy vegetable hips and sticks her tongue oceanic abyss in Kara's slit.

I run my fingers lightly along the let out spinning top of Aki's breasts. She wiggles her cute little ass in my lap. I reach between her second joint rubbing her cunny through the lace scanty.

Kara triumphantly roars her coming as my married woman laps her juices. Rolling off her, the orc Yankee-Doodle Becca's underdrawers down. Diving into the blonde's muff.

My wife groan at the thrill of being eaten out by the warrior cleaning lady. Squeezing her own turgid boobs as she writhes on the bed.

I push Aki's pantie aside and slip my hammer up inside her as she squeals in pleasure. I pull the goblin's breasts out of her girdle and press them as I thrust into her. Both of us watching the show while we fuck.

Rebecca moans loudly as she cums. The orc woman turning around to kiss her. They make out as Aki and I finish. My cock shooting jizz rich inside the goblin princess's bozo.

Soon the four of us are sharing the bed. Drifting to sleep. Aki snuggling happily with me. Rebekah and Karagoth resting in each former's weaponry.

With the wizard defeated and the Countess mostly safe, it is time to incite on. We will spend a few days gathering provision then we will bid goodby to the town of Fazilk .