Chapter 3
I don’t know when the goblins all took off their clothes, but everyone in the room was naked now.
Twenty goblins with cocks standing at attention for me.
I guessed the two climbing onto the table were seconds-in-command, executive assistants of some kind.
The first one to get to me pushed me over onto all fours.
I felt a long, pointed tongue between my asscheeks, licking up the juices, playing with my asshole.
I groaned as the tongue tried to push its way inside my tight ass.
The other goblin stood in front of me. He grabbed my hair in his hand and lifted my head. He put his cock into my mouth. I circled my tongue around the mushroom head, then deepthroated as much as I could take.
The goblin behind me pushed his cock against my hole.
He pushed slowly, using the mix of juices as lube, slowly slipping into my tight ass.
I hadn’t been given much prep time, so it was a tight fit, but I was so incredibly turned on, I started pushing back against him, taking him deeper into my ass.
The executive assistant of Juna Industries fucked my ass while the executive assistant of Meridian Industries fucked my mouth. Saliva dripped down my chin. I felt a hand from an unknown goblin grab one of my breasts.
The goblin behind me was groaning and grunting like my ass was the best thing that had ever happened to him. Pleasure suffused me.
The goblin at my head came first, filling my mouth and throat with salty and bitter cum. I swallowed it down like the sweetest mosswine. The goblin giving me anal fucked me fast and deep, and finally filled my rectum with his own hot seed.
I flopped on my back, melting and molten.
The two executive assistants climbing off the table must have been a signal. All the other goblins climbed onto the table or stood next to me. I was swarmed by naked bodies with hard cocks and greedy eyes.
A goblin took my sopping pussy, fucking me.
Another touched my breasts. He rolled them under his palms, my nipples hard.
I made needy noises as the goblins worked me.
The goblin at my breasts pinched my nipples.
Finally he put me out of my misery by licking a nipple with his long tongue.
He licked and licked, then suckled me. Another goblin grabbed my other breast, squeezing both hands around the breast, and lowered his mouth to suckle me.
He suckled hard, and I whimpered. All the while, the goblin between my legs fucked me with his long cock.
Another goblin put a knee on either side of my head.
I looked up at the proud cock and huge, dangling balls just inches from my face.
The goblin rubbed his balls over my face–soft skin and the scent of musk, of male, over my lips, my cheeks, my forehead.
The goblin used one hand to push his cock down to my lips.
I licked the tip, closed my lips around the head, tasting salt.
The goblin leaned forward on his elbows and pushed his cock deep into my mouth.
His hips started humping, and he fucked my mouth fast, grunting the whole time.
The goblin between my thighs thrust hard and deep, and with a guttural moan splashed his seed inside me.
He left, another goblin taking his place, a fresh hard cock fucking me enthusiastically.
I felt someone push my breasts around his cock, fucking my soft flesh until hot cum splattered over my breasts and chest and neck.
The goblin at my head groaned and I tasted bitter, earthy cum. I swallowed as the goblin took his pleasure in my mouth.
When my head and chest were free, the goblin with his cock inside my pussy said, “Turn over.” He stepped back as I got onto my hands and knees.
Standing behind me, he was just the right height to slide his cock back inside my wet pussy.
He fucked me, balls swinging to slap my clit, hips pounding against my ass. My breasts swung in circles beneath me.
A goblin climbed beneath me. He lay down, letting my breasts dangle over him, my nipples brush against his face.
He opened his mouth and sucked on a nipple.
I let my head fall forward, my red hair hanging down.
I looked beneath me and saw that the goblin sucking my breast was jerking himself off, his hand moving quickly up and down his shaft, his foreskin pulling down to reveal his swollen and flushed cockhead with each downward pull, like a game of naughty peekaboo.
I arched my back, relishing the feel of the cock inside me and the mouth on my nipple.
The goblin beneath me bit my nipple, and I watched cum shoot out of his cock onto his chest and belly. He kept my sore nipple between his teeth until his balls ran dry and his orgasm dissipated. He rolled out from under me.
The goblin behind me finished inside me and moved away. Another goblin shoved himself inside, another used my mouth, another lay beneath me to suck my breasts.
At a moment when there was no cock in my pussy or mouth, the goblin lying beneath me pulled me down on top of him.
With his face beneath my solar plexus, I worried about crushing him, but the goblin didn’t complain.
He thrust up, shoving his cock inside me.
It wasn’t long before I felt a goblin behind me, his fingers feeling my asshole.
I hoped he was going to…yes, he put his cock to my asshole, and slid into my eager ass.
I had done this type of double penetration before, one in my ass, one in my cunt.
I had to be properly warmed up to do it, but when I was, it was one of the most amazing feelings I had ever had.
And I was certainly warmed up now. My ass gave no resistance to the girthy goblin cock plundering it. The two cocks massaged my insides
Whenever I opened my eyes, my gaze seemed magnetically drawn to Zhaff or Grixull, standing or sitting back from the table, sipping whiskey, watching the sensual chaos. Zhaff would give me a naughty smile, or Grixull would raise his glass to me.
The pleasure was unending, almost becoming a blur as each goblin took a turn with me.
I’m pretty sure some of the goblins took me multiple times.
My mouth, my pussy, my ass–all fucked and used and filled with cum by small, grunting men with large cocks, feral with desire.
I was a receptacle, a soft, sensual container for their needs and wants, for the bond between them.
This was why I was a prostitute. I liked being used.
Being needed. Becoming something more than myself–a symbol, a vessel, the thing that scratched your itch and gave you what you craved.
I hadn’t felt this way in a while, but the feeling was like returning home after a long trip, exhilarating and relieving.
It wasn’t just sex—not to me, and not to these goblins.
Like lead into gold, I was transmuted by desire.
At first, I didn’t realize when it was over. My eyes were half-lidded, my legs splayed and my feet hanging off the table, my nipples sore and breasts bruised, my cunt a puddle. I didn’t realize the fucking had stopped until a gentle hand caressed my hair.
“Here, sweetheart.”
Zhaff was holding a glass, and I lifted my head enough to sip from it. The mosswine cooled my sore throat.
And then wet cloths ran over me. Across my skin, sticky with sweat and cum, between my legs, gently and carefully over my face. The goblins were washing me. I had taken care of them, and now they were taking care of me.
Zhaff and Grixull helped me to sit up. Zhaff handed me the glass of chilled mosswine and I drank deeply.
“Thank you, sweetheart,” Zhaff said. “You did good.”
“I see why my new partner likes you so much,” Grixull said. “I’ll have to come visit you here again.”
I smiled at the two powerful goblins and gave each a kiss. They helped me off the table and to the door, where an attendant waited. I didn’t know where my lingerie was, but it didn’t matter. I had strode these halls naked before.
Before I got to the dressing room, I ran into my boss, Krath. After the short goblins, he seemed huge. Nine massive feet of ogre male.
“How was it?” he said.
“Wonderful,” I said with a sigh.
“Do you still feel unsatisfied with work?”
I looked up at Krath.
“I think I got my groove back. The summit reminded me why I consider this a vocation–not a job.”
Krath smiled, a satisfied rumble coming from deep in his chest. “I’m glad to hear that Gorla.”
He pushed back a strand of red hair from my forehead. “You always look most beautiful like this, after a thorough fuck. Well, I better let you hit the shower.”
“Not yet,” I said, taking him by his massive biceps and pulling him into an alcove. “I need a nightcap.”
I turned and put my hands against the wall, arching my back and sticking out my ass.
Krath didn’t need any time to think about it.
I felt a large hand cupping my hip, and then a cockhead notching with my entrance.
Goblin cocks are extraordinarily big—but they’re still not as big as an ogre’s.
Krath slid his thick, hard length inside my pussy–wet and sensitive and well-used.
He fucked me with measured strokes and rolling hips until my screams echoed through the hallways.
He reached around and found my clit, rubbing with one finger until I was in a frenzy.
I came, my head thrown back and my ass pressing into him.
He roughly grabbed my hips with both hands, fingers digging into my soft skin, and fucked me so hard and fast that I was soon smashed against the wall.
Krath came with a roar. His hot seed joined that of his customers inside me. I was sandwiched between the wall and a huge ogre body, both of us breathing hard.
“Good night, Gorla. You know you’re my best girl.”
“I know, Krath, and don’t you forget it.”