Goblin Now In Charge Ch 02

His heartrate slowed. His cock drooped and his new mistress, the little goblin, let go of it, allowing it to flop down.

His mind was blank after such an intense orgasm. Even so he was still needy. The urge for sex had not completely left him like it usually did after rutting. His desire was not all consuming like it had been a minute ago, but it was still there enough for him to look upon the goblin with lust.

A giggle from behind reminded him of the presence of another. He clenched his butt cheeks and felt the finger still inside him. With the intensity of his orgasm he had near forgotten it was there.

The giggle broke out into shrill laughter. It was crass and obnoxious, something he would have sneered at had he heard it in a tavern.

'Ohh,' came a female-but-not-very-feminine voice from behind him, 'hello there.' She wiggled her finger around in his ass as if waving hello. 'How you doing, stranger?' Another bout of laughter.

He turned to see who was back there. It was goblin like his mistress, but where the mistress had sexy qualities to her face and form, this other goblin was not really attractive, even for a monster. She had a nose covered in warts, bushy eyebrows, and an odd physique that somehow had a bulging pot belly coupled with bony limbs.

Again she wiggled the finger in his ass. 'Hello boyoo, I'm Girelda, pleased to meet'cha. Who would you be then? We better not be strangers since you are so familiar with my little fingey-wingey here, hey?' This really set her off. She doubled over in laughter and the mistress laughed as well.

'Harodin,' I replied with a straight face. Girelda was obviously a guest of my mistress so I felt compelled to answer her.

'Harodin,' the goblin said thoughtfully,'a very noble name. I guess that means I've got noble poop on my finger, hey? And from that gush of cum I'd say I have a little noble semen on me somewhere as well! What a splash! I'd love to have you splash like that in me, Harry.'

I tried to correct her on my name, but before I could get out the words my mistress stated, 'thanks for the little assistance Girelda. If you hadn't come along it might have taken my new pet a good minute more to relieve himself.'

'No problem, love, it was a pleasure. But then, I guess the pleasure was all his!'

Both of them laughed at this and Girelda finally slid her finger out of me. I sagged a little after it was removed, no longer being held in place by her.

I turned all the way around and got a good look at her, and she at me. Girelda whistled through what teeth were not missing.

'Look at the state of it. Very nice. Very handsome. What a little gem this is Yifraine.'

My mistress. I knew her name now. It was beautiful.

From behind me Yifraine said, 'I was not going to catch him, but the bugger made me so angry that I couldn't refuse. He said the nastiest things to me. So I just had to make sure he did the nastiest things in return.'

Girelda tutted. 'And after you told me and Krunk not to catch anyone because it was too risky.'

'I know, I know. But I tell you it was a special case. And he is not from here anyhow. No one will miss him if he disappears into my bedroom--'

My heart skipped a beat. I wanted to be with her in her bedroom.

Yifraine finished her thought, 'or yours.'

My heart sank. I was scared. Surely my beautiful mistress would not let me do anything with this odd little creature.

Girelda blurted out, 'Or Krunk's bedoom!'

I drew back a step, obviously afraid. The two goblins caught my gesture and belted out harsh laughter.

'Stay,' said Yifraine to me, giving me another wonderful task to complete for her. I stayed as still as I could, certain that doing so would please her.

Girelda had a couple of bags with her. My mistress helped Girelda with these after putting her robes back on. The two of them left me there, naked with ropes of my own cum on my legs.

There was a rustling of the brush at the end of one of the clearings, and that is when Krunk appeared. His physique was close to Girelda's, but he was more muscled and completely bald all over. No hair at all that I could see. When he saw me his little eyes danced and a wicked grin went up his face. He hopped over to me in a gleeful bouncing sort of way.

'Which one of them bitches caught you, aye? Told as I was not to grab anyone and here they have you caught. Poor little Krunk never gets any toys.'

He eyed me off and reached one hand up to tweak one of my nipples.

'But I guess Krunk always gets to share. Ill share you until you are begging for Krunk twice a night.'

Girelda and my mistress returned, just in time to save me from any further 'affections' from Krunk.

Girelda chortled when she saw the look on my face. 'He's nervous this one. I would be too if dirty old Krunk was examining me.'

'I'd not examine you with a barge pole, you dirty old trollop. I'd rather something cleaner like thissen here.'

Yifraine asked Krunk to go tend to the stables, which he did, casting me a little wink as he left.

Girelda stood in front of me and eyed me up and down. 'He had one thing right, does Krunk. This one here is nice and clean. So clean I'm sure he'd be perfect to flush out my musty old pipes.

'Do you want to use the goo on him,' asked Yifraine.

'No, No, I don't like how lovey dovey they all get. I'll have you order him to do it though if you'd oblige me?'

My heart sank with my mistress's next words. 'Sure, you can take him. He's spent a lot of his manhood though. If you want a good bit of pipe cleaning you should use a swelling.'

A swelling, I thought. My mind raced for what that could be. I was not able to take my eyes off the little creature in front of me. She was not attractive even by goblin standards, but my biggest problem with her was how crass and annoying he was. How could I possibly be intimate with such a thing?

Yifraine told Girelda to go look for a bottle of something in what she called the 'magic larder'. When Girelda had left, Yifraine when stood in front of me, locking my eyes to hers. She smiled sweetly and tilted her head in coy seduction.

'You want to please me again, don't you?'

I nodded, babbling my ascent. She silenced me by holding up one hand.

'Good. What will make me happy is this. You are to wash yourself up. Go to Girelda's bedroom, make love to her in any way she wants, following any instructions she gives you, and you are to orgasm inside her, calling out her name as you do so. If you do all this and she says she is pleased with your performance then that will please me. Make sure she is pleased with you.'

Those instructions triggered the need in me. This was different though. I could tell that the magical arousal did not work the same since it was Yifraine controlling me rather than Girelda. I was not infatuated with Girelda, and I certainly did not find her pretty or seductive in any way, but still my cock hardened with my mistress's instructions, and I wanted more than anything to find that bushy-eyed little goblin and fuck her brains out, despite finding her utterly horrible.

I went to the well to wash up. Still naked, I used the well water and a little cloth provided by my mistress. While I cleaned myself as best I could, I heard some noises from the barn. They were not quite animalistic, but not quite humanoid either. I dismissed the thought. I had a mission and I could not worry about anything else so long as my mistress was counting on me to cum inside that monster Girelda.

I walked to Girelda's little cottage on the far end of the homestead. She was waiting for me in her bedroom, a bottle of white ointment in her hand. She instructed me to stand in the middle of the room with my feel far apart. I did so.

Girelda flicked the stopper out of the bottle. She then drove a finger inside and produced a large glob of the ointment. With a sick smile she reached up and pushed the glob into my balls. She spent the next few minutes lovingly rubbing in the ointment, being careful not go get it anywhere other than my scrotum. She cooed sweetly and praised me as she did so. My cock was intensely hard, and droplets of precum fell from the tip onto her wooden floor. She praised me for those droplets as well.

'There, that should do it,' she said at last, withdrawing her hands. 'Now, I am going to lie down on the bed here with my little pussy in full view of you. Yifraine I'm sure told you to obey my instructions or some crap like that, but I'm going to let you off the hook for that for the most part. All you have to do is stay here in this room with me for an hour. I don't like to make anyone do anything, you understand? I only want you to fuck me if you want to. If you decide that you just want to stand in the room for the hour and then leave, that's fine. Best of luck to you and ill just say here flicking my little beany and thinking about your ass in my face. But I do have one rule while you are in here with me, you cant play with yourself. That's an order. You cant touch yourself at all during our time together. If at any point you decide that you do want to be my lover and fuck me stupid, then you are free to do so including any other instructions that Yyfriane may have given you.'

Without another word she took off all her clothes and settled back into the bed. Her puffed pink vagina was pointed at me. It looked slick and beautiful. Probably her best feature.

I was dumbfounded. Why bother having Yifraine order me here if she was not going to use that influence to make me fuck her?

There had to be more to it.

I asked her.

'Well,'Girelda replied slowly. 'You could say that it gets boring ordering sweet young things to do what you want them to. The goop Yifraine used on you is a wonderful type of love potion that ensures obedience and willingness. But sometimes having it that simple is not enough. Sometimes you want someone to want you even if they think you are the most despicable creature going. Imagine someone making the choice to fuck you silly even if they cant stand the sight of you? Oh it makes it so much better. I cant wait til you make that decision. And you will. They always do. When you do I'll reward you by sitting on your face and letting you lick out all our sex juices. You'll love it. Stinky-stanky-honey I call it.'

I recoiled at her words. I also noticed that I was starting to feel uncomfortable where I was standing. Even though my legs were spread, my balls were somehow in the way. I adjusted myself, and something felt off. When I looked down I saw the reason why. Each ball was as large as an orange. I had not felt them grow, but they were bigger than they have ever been and seemed to be getting bigger still. My scrotum was growing to accommodate them as, but it was stretched smooth and shiny.

I looked up at Giselda and she was beaming a large open-mouthed grin, her few remaining teeth glinting in the drab light of the room.

'Here we go. Oh they are big ones! Liable to get bigger still! Swelling up at the sight of old Girelda are you? What is it that takes your fancy, aye? The cumly warts on my nose? My silky armpit hair? Ohhh, or maybe something more standard, huh? Maybe like all men you just cant stand to see a poor pussy neglected when you could be fucking it silly and pumping baby juice into it, right?'

Her tone had taken on more of a screech compared to the little explanation that she had given me before. She was purposely trying to repulse me. Part of her little game, no doubt.

My balls were getting bigger. The growth was slow now but continuing, and I felt the heavy feeling that comes with having blue balls. I had only just come for my mistress but I was now starting to feel like it had been months since I had any sexual relief, and that heaviness was becoming worse with each second.

Precum started dribbling out of my cock, forming little trails on the floor. Girelda giggled and kicked her feet in the air as she laughed.

'Oh you poor thing, looks like you have been teased without relief for a full year! That ache must be becoming unbearable.'

It was. My balls ached now in earnest. I was not able to get near them or give myself any relief because of Girelda's instruction to not touch myself. I tried to reach for my cock a couple of times but the magic-backed command held my hands a good 6 inches away and I could not get any closer.

I understood now. I would never survive an hour of this because of the pain and the need to relieve myself. So long as I had to stay in this room and not touch myself--as per the commands given to me--there was only one way to get relief.

Without any further holding back I moved forward onto the bed and dropped myself on Girelda.

'I cant touch it,' I said, 'so guide me into your pussy, you horrible little slut. Let me fuck you. I need to fuck you.'

She giggled spitefully and did as I asked. One of her bony hands reached down, grabbed my shaft and guided me into her slick, waiting pussy. I shoved hard and buried myself in her, revelling in the warm, tight feeling. Her pussy gripped me completely. It was the perfect thing to milk out all my cum.

I started fucking her with an insatiable need. There was no time for foreplay. I needed to unload my balls, and I got the sense that toying with me was enough foreplay for her.

'Yeah, clean boy, get into that cunny and work it! Let my little cunny dirty up your cock. Oh yeah, there we go, you're knocking on the door of my womb. Keep thrusting, there you go. We are going to have such a beautiful child when you let loose and get me pregnant.'

Something about those words tipped me over the edge. All of a sudden I could not feel my heavy balls anymore. They seemed to have shrunk. A few more thrusts and I was ready. I did want to make her pregnant. I wanted to orgasm into her until her womb was filled up with my cum.

I felt the orgasm coming. It was too late to stop now. No time for thought or better judgement. I leaned in and kissed her, turning my head to avoid her warty nose. Her triangular tongue pushed into my mouth, licking my teeth and rubbing foul-tasking saliva all over. I pulled back from her just long enough to say, 'I love you, here I come, I love you Girelda,' before burying my face in hers once more.

I moaned into her mouth. It was so loud that I was just about yelling. My cock spewed massive globs of semen into her pussy, pumping with heavy convulsions that would not stop. She was filled up quickly and the cum started surging out of her, coating my balls and both our legs. Her bed started to make squelching noises as it got soaked in cum and I kept on fucking, still in need to relieve the pressure inside me.

Finally it all started to slow down. My hips moved slower, my cock convulsed in a few final fits and then stopped. I took my mouth away from hers and saw that she lay there with her hands behind her head, looking smug.

'Well that was an awful load of pipe cleaner. I've been flushed out all the way through, I'd say. My little horny plumber. Couldn't resist this gorgeous slice of goblin beauty, could you? Oh we are going to make a handsome couple walking into town. Me with cum covering me and you hanging off my arm with your dribbling cock flopping about. I'll tell everyone we meet just how much you pasted me in hot semen after only a few pumps. The town gossips love a good love story between a monster and a human.'

To be continued...