Goblin Now In Charge Ch 06

After the three humans left, Yifraine told me to go and scrub myself up again. As I left for the river she called after me, 'Don't forget to wash all the cum and piss off you!'

I winced a bit at the instruction, but I acknowledged her.

I washed up as my mistress commanded, doing my best to wash her piss and the knight's semen off me. I then dressed in a robe provided by my mistress. It did not quite cover my ass, but I think that was the point.

I returned to the homestead and went into my mistress's home. The fire was already going and she was cooking some delicious-smelling stew.

I found my mistress entertaining a guest in the living room. The guest smiled brightly up to me and my heart skipped. She was beautiful.

'Hey there, you must be Harodin. I've heard a lot about you.'

I could not speak, I was taken aback. She was a goblin, but she was young, likely in her early twenties like me. She had gorgeous yellow eyes that sparkled with warmth. Her lips were the same red as my mistress, but without any wrinkles at the corners. In fact her skin was so smooth it could almost have been carved out of marble. Shoulder length hair with a spunky fringe, long eyelashes, full breasts bigger than those of my mistress. I was in love.

'Here,' said my mistress, 'get your boner out and show my niece. And say hello, for piss-sake.'

Embarrassed, I said a quick hello and averted my gaze. I walked to my mistress and took out my cock. She grabbed it roughly and bobbed it up and down. I felt further humiliation when it swelled in her hand as the beautiful goblin girl watched.

'See,' said my mistress, 'not a bad one, is it?'

'Very fine,' said the newcomer. 'Is it always erect like that, though?'

My mistress barked a laugh. 'It is when I have something to say about it!'

They giggled and my mistress punctuated her point by sticking out her tongue and giving me a rough lick on the head of my cock. I was mortified to have this young goblin see such a thing, but I also loved the feeling. Despite trying to will myself otherwise, I go so hard it was verging on painful.

'Ha. See there, Sitbri, one tiny lick and he's ready to blow himself all over your auntie's sweet, innocent face!'

Sitbri. It was a beautiful name. If I had seen her in a tavern with her alluring eyes and sensual green skin I would have tried my best to get her attention and win her affection. But here I was, covered in proof that I had already born the brunt of my mistress's affections... and Girelda's... and Krunk's.

'Auntie Yifraine, I think you are being cruel to him. Let the poor thing cover himself up.'

Yes. Please let me.

'Nonsense! In fact, it would please your mistress if you got nice and naked again, my sweet little pussy-toy.'

I dropped the robe to the floor.

Sitbri looked me over. She laughed and held a hand up to her mouth in shock. 'Oh my goodness, look at all that! Where did all those semen stains come from? It's everywhere. A goblin came on your penis and your scrotum. Goodness!'

'Krunk,' Yifraine said flatly. 'I did not condone it, but you know Krunk. He will shot his essence anywhere he fancies.' Then she addressed me. 'By the way, did you manage to wash all that semen and piss off you when you were at the river?'

That question being asked in front of Sitbri crushed me. Worse still was my compulsion to answer, 'Yes mistress. I got most of it. But I can still taste the semen a bit.'

'Oh well,' Yifraine said, 'at least you tried. Don't worry, we will get some different tastes into your mouth later.'

Sitbri laughed musically. 'Oh Auntie Yifraine, you are so funny. Do you think I could sleep in here tonight? I don't mind if you are going to play with your toy. I'll be quiet. You won't even notice me. I just don't want to head back down the road tonight.'

Yifraine got up and started ladling the stew. 'Of course, sweetheart. I wouldn't want you out there alone in the dark. I'm afraid it really might get a little noisy though. He loves giving your ol' auntie a bit of that pretty cock.'

Sitbri and my eyes met and she gave me a cheeky smile.

My heart fluttered.

We all sat and ate dinner while Sitbri and my mistress chatted. During the meal my eyes met Sitbri's occasionally and each time there was warmth. By the end of the meal I thought I was in love.

'Right,' my mistress said through a belch. 'I'll get out your bedding, Sitbri.' She then turned to me, 'And you put that bees wax ointment on your lips. Remember last night how they became sore after suckling on my haemorrhoids? Don't want my little slave to be uncomfortable.'

Sitbri was set up in the main room by the fire. She disrobed down to her underclothes and I managed to see her shoulders, her stomach, and her legs. She was terrific. What I would not give for one night with her...

My mistress led me into her bedroom. There were no partitions inside the house. Sitbri was just in the other room as my mistress bade me to perform one of her favourite acts. She sat up in the bed with her legs out, I was made to get on all fours, and then I was allowed to take her toes into my mouth. They tasted wonderful, and there was a day's worth of grime for me to clean. I took my time teasing it out from between her toes and under her nails, licking it up and swallowing.

I was so glad that I could keep my mistress clean like this. Even so--even as I was enjoying myself--I could not help but turn my head to take peeks at Sitbri who was in the living area, propped up on one arm and warming herself near the fire.

I heard my mistress grunt in frustration after I took an overly long look at Sitbri. The next time I did so my mistress exclaimed, 'Right. Stop.'

She scrabbled to put her face up to mine, leaned in close and whispered harshly, 'Bit distracted tonight, are we? Think you might have some chance with a prettier little thing? Lovely, isn't she? Especially now that you love us goblins so much. Well, let's see how she feels about you--and how you feel about yourself--after I give you something special?'

My mistress took something from a nearby drawer and told me to eat it. It was a little sprig of herb. I chewed and swallowed it obediently. She reached in my mouth with two stubby fingers and probed around to make sure it was all down my gullet. When she was satisfied she put a thick piece of leather in my mouth and bound it at the back of my head as an improvised gag. She gave me a command to not remove it.

My mistress sashayed out of the bed room with a spring in her step. This concerned me because she only ever seemed this happy when a particularly horrible thought was going through her head.

'Sitbri darling,' she said while she fussed with something in the kitchen, 'Sorry. Bit of noise now, but we will be going to sleep quite soon I think.'

'That's fine,' Sitbri called in a dreamy voice, 'take your time. I'm just here enjoying this fire.'

My mistress returned with a bucket and a set of bottles. I quickly realised that she had not been fussing in the kitchen, but the magic larder. The bottles were upended into the bucket and she set about stirring the resulting mixture. I was told to stand up and leave my feet shoulder width apart.

I waited.I was starting to sweat a little. Was my stomach feelling funny?

'There,' my mistress finally said. 'All ready.'

The mixture had become an opaque pearlescent liquid, much like whitewash paint, except this had other faint hints of colour moving through it, blues and pinks. It was beautiful.

My mistress hoisted up the bucket, walked behind me, and poured the contents onto my bare ass. The rest happened rather quickly.

The contents of the bucket his my ass cheeks. The substance was cold and cloying. I expected it to wash down my legs, but it didn't. Instead the blob maintained much of its shape and held onto the skin of my ass and lower back. It spread around my skin, swallowing my ass completely and then my hips. I shivered intensely as it ran across my taint and swallowed my balls.

In a moment its volume started to increase like a rising loaf of bread, quickly swelling to take over my body from belly button to mid-thigh. It formed an almost perfect sphere--aside from the man stuck inside it. I looked like I had crashed my legs through a wonderful glass orb and gotten stuck. When it stopped increasing in size the tip of my erect cock just barely protruded out of the front.

I pushed down on it, trying to force it off me. No matter how much force I applied to its surface the thing only gave way a little, and then it just bounced back to its previous shape as soon as I stopped applying pressure. I tried a few times but to no effect.

Meanwhile my stomach was starting to feel worse. The funny feeling I was experiencing had moved lower and was bringing with it a need to use the outhouse.

'There,' my mistress said after I seemed like I had given up on removing her creation, 'looks like its all sorted. This is an absorber. It's a magical, short-lived parasite that attaches itself to something and just eats any non-sentient lifeforms or stuff that you push into it. Itll immediately absorb whatever you give it and after a while it'll break down and just turn into a regular puddle of goo again.'

The ball--the creature--attached to me began to move, massaging every part of my skin that it touched, including my balls which felt amazing. It was very gentle and felt warm and tingly.

I looked up to Sitbri who was lying on the floor, propped up on her elbows. She was watching me with fascination.

The rumbling caught my stomach again, this time loud enough that my mistress and Sitbri could hear.

'Ohhh,' cooed my mistress, 'something you ate? You just kneel right down there and stay nice and still for me.'

I did as I was told, kneeling with my knees and toes on the ground but my back straight. My need was getting worse but I did not want to acknowledge it.

The gooey ball continued its massage. It had started becoming more intrusive, spreading my ass cheeks slightly. I could feel it massaging against my anus, which did not help matters. It was much harder to fight the need to relieve myself when the 'last line of defence' was being shifted around and played with.

'Don't worry,' my mistress said to me softly, 'I'm here for you. I'll always be here for you.'

Her words rang in my head.

I looked to Sitbri and I started to become frantic. I could not lash out or move due to my mistress's command to kneel and be still, but internally I was just about screaming. I couldn't do this! Not in front of that beautiful young woman.

The need tensed my abs up and I leaned forward a little, groaning softly.

My mistress ran her fingers through my hair. 'Good boy, feels nice doesn't it?'

The goo continued to massage with more intensity. It was now forcing itself hard against my anus and moving against my cock in long strokes.

I groaned again as something inside shifted. I fought to hold it in, clenched myself shut as much as I was able. My muscles burned as I tried to forcefully squeeze everything in.

And then my stamina ran out. I looked up to Sitbri who was staring at me with wild, amused fascination. With our eyes locked I let my muscles go and started emptying my bowels into the goo. As soon as I did so both women laughed gleefully. My abdominals released and then tightened again, expelling more from my body into the greedy magical slime that seemed to be absorbing everything as soon as it left my body.

Sitbri let out barking laughter and rolled over, kicking her feet in the air with joy. 'Oh no, he isn't! Is he really? With us watching him! That's gross, Auntie Yifraine!'

I released more and more. I had to admit that the physical sensation was amazing, even though this was the most humiliating thing that I could imagine. The massaging from the creature coupled with my own spasms was glorious. So much so that when I had finished toileting it only took a few seconds before my cock started to jerk, shooting gushes of cum up into the air which landed on the floor in thick ropes.

Upon seeing my orgasm Sitbri renewed her laughter, tears pouring from her eyes. 'Oh my gods, that is so disgusting! Humans are insanely gross. Especially this one that you picked up, Auntie Yifraine.'

My mistress stroked my back and said softly, 'Oh I know. Disgusting things, aren't they? but I just have a soft spot. I want to give him what he wants. Because,' she grabbed at my arm and dug her fingers in, pulling me closer, 'I might just be the only one who would.'

I stared into her eyes. She was right.

As if reading my thoughts, she untied the leather and took it away from my mouth. I leaned forward and kissed her passionately. We wrapped our arms around each others necks and softly explored each others' mouths. She was all I wanted.

Sitbri sat up, smiling. 'Aw, that's cute. You two are a nice couple. And good thing too. I don't know what you see in that filthy bugger, Auntie Yifraine, but he should be glad that he has you. Seeing as he is such a pervert and all.'

We pulled our faces back and stared into each others' eyes, smiling sweetly. I said earnestly, without any magic compulsion, 'I am very glad I have you, mistress.'

To be continued...