My Mom and the Goblin King CH. 02
Welcome to the second chapter of My Mom and the Goblin King CH. 02.
I hope you all enjoyed the first installment and thank you for all the feedback both publicly and privately. I appreciate any feedback and support.
Again as a general warning this series will contain some of the following content wise:
Cuckold
Monster sex
Cum inflation
Pregnancy
These could expand so if that's not your cup of tea, fair warning.
All characters represented in this work are 18 years of age or older.
On to chapter 2!
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6. The Bladesmith
I must have woken up five or 6 times that night. Stordo and my mom must have fucked until the sun came up. All I heard all night was my mom's moans and his groans. I didn't think my mom would be so vocal but some of what I heard her scream was astonishing.
"Cum all over those big tits big boy! Plaster me with your hot cum." She said at one point.
"Make that fucking pussy yours. Make me your slut like my husband never could!" I heard before what seemed like their last fuck.
The sounds of the street coming alive and a knock at my door woke me up. I sit up and walk to the door. My orc bodyguard Grimm is standing there with a pile of clothes in his huge hand.
"Work." He grunts as she pushes the clothes towards me. After everything yesterday I kind of forgot that Stordo had found me a job. I take the clothes from Grimm and go back into the hut to change.
The clothes aren't too bad! Not really peasant rags but also not noble's clothes. I thought they might be itchy but they are actually quite soft. After fastening my belt I go back to the door so I can be escorted by Grimm.
Me and Grimm walk the streets, not really talking much. With him not speaking much English it's kind of tough. A few times I try to spark conversation but he just keeps walking, not even acknowledging. I was able to get some one word answers but wasn't really sure if he understood the question.
The walk to the blacksmith isn't that far. Maybe ten minutes or so. Along the way the different groups of creatures were kind of fascinating. I had seen them in my dungeons and dragons monster manual but the real thing is mind blowing. I walk around oddly half excited at what I might see next.
It might be from having a bodyguard but these people don't seem very dangerous. I know a lot of them are rejects and thieves but they don't come off really bad. Nobody even really pays attention to me. Especially wearing the same clothes as everyone, I blend in well.
Me and Grimm get to the blacksmith and I'm nervous. Grimm looks down at me before knocking on the door. A gravelly voice calls from the other side.
"Come in!" It shouts.
Me and Grimm walk in and I'm blown away by what I see. You generally have an idea of how a blacksmith would look but this was beyond that. Display cases filled with various weapons. All of them are gilded with beautiful and intricate designs. These aren't tools of war but more like art pieces.
My marveling at the display in front of me is broken by the sound of a stool being dragged across the floor. Suddenly a little...thing pops up from behind the counter.
It takes me a second to figure out what is in front of me. But the look of its head is kind of a give away. It's a kobold and a short one at that. We make eye contact before he speaks again.
"Ahhh this must be my new boy. Thank you Grimm you may leave" he says. Grimm nods and leaves. There is a rather long silence before he speaks again.
"You must be Alex, my new helper. My name is Slak but I prefer you call me Sir while we work." His voice is calm but a little raspy.
"Yes Sir. I must say your work is incredible. These pieces all seem like works of art." I say. He smiles a little hearing the compliment.
"Thank you Alex. I generally don't work with the general public. I do a lot of little repairs for extra money but most of my pieces are custom for specific clients. That's why I don't have big displays out front. If people can afford my work, they know where to find me." He says proudly.
"If I may ask, why set up here?"
"Although my work is to a masters level and nobles come to me from all over to buy my pieces there is no room in a lot of big cities for a Kobold like me. No matter how delicate the gilded work or the sharpness of a blade. I'm still the thing they kill in a mine" Slak looks serious. He starts to drift off a bit before speaking again.
"Enough of that! Let me show you the workshop and what you'll be doing. Follow me!"
Entering the workshop I'm mesmerized by what I see. Like I said, Slak is short for kobold. He only comes up to mid thigh on me. While he is short, he is clearly well built from working with heavy metals. His arms are muscular which gives kind of a funny appearance.
Slak has built his whole workshop to fit his needs. Everything has a stool or built in bench so he can reach it easier. The bellows on his forge looks to be custom made to make it easier for him to use. All around the room are little levers and counter waits so he can do this all by himself. Around the room there are half finished pieces. Some are already looking spectacular.
"This is my workshop and where all the magic happens. I'm usually here all day and into the night sometimes. So it can be more like home." He says.
"This place is incredible! Did you build all of this?"
"Most of it was custom made by me. As a need arose it was just easier to make it myself than describe it to someone else." Slak says as he starts to walk around the room.
"Your job for now will be simple. You'll be feeding the forge as needed. Getting me the ores I need from my dealer and running things around town if I need you to. I don't have a huge amount of work for you right now. Between jobs I'd like for you to study." Slak sits in his chair and points to a little desk with several books stacked on top.
"Yes sir, I'll do my best." I bow slightly.
"That's all I ask. You'll be paid daily for the first few weeks. I understand you don't have much money right now and have no problem paying you a day rate. I'm the future, I'll pay you weekly" he says.
"Yes sir. I appreciate that."
"I guess I'll show you how all this works for now. Then I need to get back to this piece I'm working on. You can study as I work" Slak says as he gets up.
Slak is a pretty gentle teacher. His tone can be gruff at times but he has no problem teaching me what I need to know. We go over the forge and how it works. I rest my hand too close and get a nasty little burn. We go over the sword making process a bit.