"A witch tricked you into taking off your dress and stealing my pants?"
"Ooooh yes, please let me gooooo"
"Are you the one whose been sneaking around my camp and stealing shit for weeks now?"
"Oooooh please, I'm sorry, please don't hurt me"
"My clothes, my food, my gold!?"
"Pleeeeease, I didn't mean it!"
"So you *are* the one, you thieving little goblin bitch!"
"Pleeese, let me goooo!"
Suddenly he was overcome with a strange rage. "Well, if your horde, or your band, or your witch, or whoever the fuck sent you out here naked to steal my shit isn't going to come back for you, then I guess I'll have to take it out of your little hide!" With that he used his stick to shove the gag back into her mouth. Testing a few branches from the fallen sapling for springiness he selected a particularly thick, mean-looking one and freed it from the tree with his dagger. Quickly trimming it he gave a few wicked-sounding test slices in the air over the struggling goblin. Starting right at the top of her wiggling cheeks he began to whip her with the branch, painting her poor thrashing cheeks crimson.
'Oh god, that witch really tricked me!' She thought as the pain of his first stroke seared across her backside. His sudden, brutal flurry of strokes virtually blinded her. She shrieked into the gag as the stars flooded into her eyes. Again and again he switched her, she could barely breath between strokes. She floated on a horrific sea of pain. It radiated from her whipped cheeks out through every nerve in her tiny body. She screamed desperately into her gag, but it was fruitless.
Eventually his selected instrument of torment broke and she was able to catch her breath through heaving sobs. She could see he was still nude as he searched for a suitable tool to renew her agony. She gawked at him; his horrible, hard asscheeks, his mean terrible cock, long and hard, bobbing as he walked back towards her swinging the next branch that would cut across her backside. Her pussy felt like it was on fire! She began to grind her spread lips against the tree, desperately trying to relieve the burning sensation. Oh god, what was happening to her?! What had that horrible witch done?
His fresh branch was smaller and whippier than the first. Seemingly satisfied with the mass of wheals across her poor beaten cheeks, he began to explore his prey, strolling around her lashing opportunistically as she thrashed in her bonds. He laid strokes on the sides of her breasts, her shoulder blades, her hips, her calves, and even on the upturned soles of her feet.
As he walked behind her he thought he could see her *humping* against the log? No, that couldn't be right, crazy green bitch! His curiosity piqued, he reached between her legs. Her thrashing renewed with his sudden intrusion.
Incredible! That little green pussy was sopping wet! "A thief and a whore as well?!" He laughed aloud. "You liking this beating you little thief? I'll give you something you won't like!" With that he stepped back and brought the thin, whippy switch down vertically into the crack of her poor beaten rump.
"Eeeeegh!" She shrieked into her gag.
"Don't like these strokes as much, eh little humper?" He laughed as he laid stroke after stroke down into her deep crevice across her tender greenish-brown rosebud.
She was shaking as he finally relented his abuse. He walked around to her front, his hardon bobbing directly in front of her face. She looked up at him and he saw her eyes for the first time. They were brown and slitted, like a cats eye, but with yellow irises. She blinked through her tears and silently pleaded with him, but he could still see her welted rear humping on the log, desperate for any sort of relief. He reached down and stroked his rigid cock as he watched her. "Seems we're both enjoying this then." He laughed as her eyes popped open wide. Her pleas into the gag grew louder and increasingly desperate as he strolled back behind her. He threw one leg over the log and stood astride her, watching her wriggle beneath him.
'Oh no! Oh gods! What was he doing? The horrible, beautiful hunter!' She could feel his strong arms grasping her hips, lifting her desperately needy pussy off the log. What was wrong with her pussy? She had never felt so horny in all her life. Ooh, curse that horrible witch!
She felt the tip of his cock against her lips. She shrieked into her gag as he thrust into her. Her back arched and she strained against his bindings. His cock hammered her, driving into her g-spot and pressing her hooded clitty cruelly against the rough bark of the fallen sapling. She came and came again, orgasms flowing out of her like the river of pussy juice that flowed down over the log.
'Holy hell!' He had never felt any human woman so wet. Her cumming pussy was spasming on his rigid cock, driving him closer and closer to the edge. Looking down he saw her wriggling and cumming under his hard fucking. Even with her ass welted cruelly he could see she was truly shapely. He admired the curve of her hips, the beautiful small of her back, the slope of her shoulders.
He reached down and grabbed the thin braided cord tied around her waist, bringing the charm dangling from it into view. "What the fuck?!" It was a dildo! A small dildo of polished stone tied into the cord. Quickly slashing the cord with his dagger he slipped the stone charm into his boot and resumed his brutal pounding of her tiny body. Somewhere in the back of his dazed mind he realized he probably shouldn't come in her. God knows what sort of abomination that could create!
Withdrawing from her messy pussy with a splat, he felt her wriggle and sob with seeming disappointment. "God, what a slut." He laughed. He briefly considered his options before making a decision. He reached down and cupped his hand under her pussy, catching her liquid and transferring it up to her battered anus. She thrashed as she realized what he was about to do, but his hardon was firmly in control of his mind now. He pressed his rock hard cock against her rosebud and thrust in. He could feel her ring give way and his glans pop inside her channel. He was so close now, he began to blindly thrust into her. He could feel her ass wriggling beneath him. "God, was she still coming?" He didn't have much capacity to consider it, his own anus was tightening and his balls drew up as he began to cum in the poor goblin's ass. "Aaaaurgh!" He threw his head back and roared into the desolate forest as he shot load after load of cum into her poor punished body. He collapsed forward his hands pressing on her shoulder, driving her cruelly into the bark of the tree.
Eventually he caught his breath and pressed himself back up off his tiny victim. 'What am I going to do now?' He pondered as he looked her over. He couldn't kill her, that would be monstrous. But if he released her he was sure she would bring some sort of horrific horde down on him. Eventually he came to a conclusion. He would have to abandon the camp. This entire summer had been a bust anyway. But how to release her? He untied her wrists and retied them behind her back. He untied her legs and, withdrawing the dress from her mouth, he wrapped the cords around her head through her jaw gagging her more thoroughly. He used the end of the cord to fashion a rough leash and yanked her behind him as he walked quickly into the woods.
"The sun is setting." He barked as he yanked her behind him. She stumbled over rocks desperately peddling her tiny bare feet to keep up with the hunter's long strides. "Your gang has obviously abandoned you out here." He continued. "Without them, naked, and with no weapon you'll be in trouble soon. You'll need to run your little thieving green ass out of here quick before the wolves come out." Her eyes were wide with fear. "Don't come around here again, even with your friends. If I capture you I'll do ten times what I did to you on that log, understand me, thief?" He yanked her leash up to his face. "Mmmuhmm! Mmmmgth!" He tossed her down and she ran as fast as she could deeper into the forest.
She just ran. Tears burned in her eyes, the horrible hunters horrible gag burned in her mouth, her poor nipples burned where he had groped and yanked on them, her lungs burned from running. Her entire backside burned with welts and wheals. Her pussy burned and dripped her own slippery cum, while her butthole ached horribly, dripping the terrible mean hunter's thick gooey cum down her legs as she ran. Eventually she made it back to her tiny cave in the hillside. Clamoring through the hidden entrance and into the inner sanctuary, she crawled into her pile of furs and collapsed, panting to catch her breath. 'Why was the hunter so mean?' She sobbed into her blankets. 'Why didn't the spell work? Why did her pussy betray her like that?' She reached down to her waist and gasped. He'd stolen her charm!! Her fertility charm! He'd stolen it! The tiny cave filled with her screeches of anger and frustration.
