Ch.02: Passing the Time
The wooden flooring creaked as her heavy boot made contact with it. Clea and Sylvanas had boarded the Zeppelin destined for Orgrimmar and Clea found that there was little to do besides pacing back and forth. Sylvanas was usually locked in her room, presumably thinking as Undead do not need to sleep. The Goblins on the ship seemed to be afraid of her as whenever she went out on deck to view the Zeppelins progress across the sea they would scamper inside towards the rooming area. Clea wasn't sure why the Dark Lady wanted her to accompany her on this little mission. The Queen usually went alone with her motives secret, but this time she had divulged with her the entire mission. She would do anything her Lady asked of course, but she was curious none-the-less.
They had only departed a day before, but the Goblins had assured them that the trip would only take a week, tops.
The pale ranger sighed as she looked out over the landscape laid out before her. She had six more days of standing around doing nothing and she dreaded every minute of it. Turning, she saw that there was a single Goblin guarding the entrance to the quarters where the lodging was held. As she walked towards the entrance, the small green creature turned around and scampered off towards the rooms, yelling something in a language she didn't understand. Curious, she stepped up her pace and wandered after the Goblin, only to run into another one running in the direction she was coming from. She kept going until she arrived at a single door in which all of the absent Goblins were streaming out of. Concern boiled up inside of her as she recognized the room belonged to her queen's. Fighting the flow of Goblins, she pushed past them and into the room which was still filled with the green men. A thick musky smell filled her nose as her eyes settled upon a crowd of Goblins circled around Sylvanas. She was on her back and sandwiched in-between two Goblins while another was latched onto her head and thrusting his hips against her face. The rest of the small men were either jerking off onto her or fondling her body. Clea's mouth opened in surprise at the sight. She had never tried a Goblin as there weren't many, if any, Goblin prisoners in the Undercity.
"Well come on lady, we can't fuck you if you're wearing pants. Get 'em off!"
Clea turned to see a frog-like Goblin looking up at her with his cock out. It was about six inches from what she could tell. Flaccid, covered in saliva, and dripping cum. She opened her mouth to say something, but was interrupted by Sylvanas.