NOTICE
This story may contain elements of forced / non-consensual sex or things like unwanted degradation.
It should go without saying, but I will say it anyway: In the real world, these acts would be terrible and unacceptable.
Personally, I assume that these characters are all aware of the fact that they exist in a story. They are all in on the joke, and that's why they treat these situations as embarrassing or uncomfortable instead of horrifying.
If these acts upset you, please do not read this story.
The rest of, enjoy, and try not to be too ashamed after you take care of business.
<3 Dick Derkley.
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"Tally, are you sure you want to go in there?" Chirpy asked.
They were gathered outside a magic curio storefront on Holt Drive, which was in the wealthier part of town. Twelve HORN officers had set up on the street outside the store, with a few more positioned in the alleyway behind the store. Two winged officers, an avian and a demonspawn, also circled the store from above, giving HORN an unbreakable perimeter.
A goblin gang had rolled up from Gullvin's Lane and had quickly and quietly smashed their way into the store, taking several hostages. There were at least eight goblins holding about five hostages. The goblins were demanding an officer come in and negotiate.
"I'm sure, I'm ready for this," Tally insisted. She had been shadowing hostage negotiators for a month now, and spending all her free time reading up on theory. "We also don't have time to discuss this. Those goblins have been waiting long enough, and the longer we wait, the more likely they start killing hostages."
"Tally is right," Captain Clocker said. "Tally, if you're ready, disarm yourself and head in. Just try and get as many people out as you can. These are goblins, we can't save them all. Out here, we'll keep an eye out, if it all goes bad, be ready for us to storm in,"
"You got it, Captain," Tally said. She unbuckled her belt, which held her cuffs, badge, and stun wand, and handed it to Chirpy. "Don't worry, I'll be right out, with all those hostages," She reassured Chirpy.
With that, she walked out from behind the HORN barricade, walking towards the store and held up her hands. She took slow and measured steps as she approached the curio store's front door. She could see two goblins waiting by the door. One had his hand on the door handle, the other held a knife to a kneeling hostage's throat.
The goblins were three and half feet tall monsters, their skin dark green, with smashed up and scarred faces. They wore ragged and dirty leather shirts and pants, none of which seemed to fit the goblin wearing them, either clinging too tightly or hanging comically loose.
As Tally approached the door, the goblin near the handle pushed the door open for her. Tally could now see the first hostage's face clearly, it was an elderly human woman's face, her clothes fancy, a pearl necklace around her neck.
"P-please, help us," the hostage begged.
"Don't worry, you'll be safe. We'll work this out," Tally told the woman. Then Tally turned towards the goblin. "Now, I'm here to talk terms. What is it you want?"
"Talk to chief!" one of the goblins shouted. His voice was somehow low yet annoyingly loud, sounding like grinding gravel in Tally's ears.
"Chief in the back, go, go, go!" The goblin holding the hostage motioned with his knife towards an office in the back of the shop.
Tally kept her hands up and slowly started walking deeper into the store. It must have been a beautiful place before the goblins. Soft red carpet yielded beneath her feet with each step. Rows of clean, white glass containers lined the walls, once storing magical wares. However, the cases had been smashed and smeared with what Tally really hoped was dirty. The case contents had been either smashed to pieces or shoved into grubby goblin pockets.
Towards the back, near the office, was a heavy wooden counter. Behind the counter, four more civilians were being held at knifepoint by two additional goblins. The Goblins paid Tally no mind, and instead, were mocking their captives, three men and a woman.
One of the men was dressed in a fine suit of black cloth. His head was bleeding from a vicious cut, and he was pressing an undoubtedly expensive, gold laced handkerchief to the wound, trying to stem the bleeding. The man locked eyes with Tally, and she could see he was trembling with both rage and fear.
"Just relax, this is almost over," Tally whispered as she walked passed.
Tally pulled open the door to the back office and stepped inside. The back office was more barren than the store. Instead of carpet, there was bare concrete. A metal desk was set in the middle of the room, covered with purchase orders for magical parts and invoices for repair jobs.
Sitting on the other side of the table was the goblin chief. He was taller than the other goblins by almost half a foot. Three other goblins stood on his side of the table, all holding knives or makeshift spears.
