This story is very different than most of my work. This story contains themes of non-consensual sex, kidnapping, and sex between a goblin and human. If any of those offend you please stop reading. Otherwise, enjoy...
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The market square inside the city of Ezlador was bustling and busy with activity as citizens came to sell, buy and trade goods. There were stands of all kinds inside the walls of this great city stronghold. There were weapon-smiths who brought the finest swords, daggers and spears that could be found for a hundred miles around. There were also armorers, leatherworkers, bakers, and even scribes that could be hired.
But near the back of the square, spilling into the alley was where the slave market was. And even further in back, was the section of the slave market where the sex slaves were bought, sold and traded. Sex slaves were a common practice in Ezlador, usually privy only to the very rich. But the business had become more and more seedy over the past years as the collection of new slaves became questionable and rumors arose that citizens, peasants, were being kidnapped and sold as slaves.
Through the crowd, a happy goblin weaved his way in and out of the swarm of people doing business in the market place. Today was a good day for Dikus Foulbone, the goblin that was skipping through the crowd, whistling to himself through the gap in his front teeth, which were the only teeth he had. Dikus was a goblin, a short creature standing a diminutive four feet tall with dark green skin and a shock of bright white hair that stuck straight up in the air from the top of his head. Even for a goblin, Dikus was a foul creature. Because of a birth defect, he walked with a limp, when not skipping, and had a large hump on his back that was accentuated by the way that he slouched. A nasty drooling habit did not help his already sub-par social skills. Dikus was wearing what he always was, a wool kilt on his legs, and a leather belt around his shoulder which held his hunting knife. The ruby ring around his left thumb was a new addition, however.
Dikus stopped dead in his tracks when his nose caught the scent of freshly baked bread coming from the baker stand. The little green creature walked over to the stand and peered at the loaves of bread, which had cloths laid over them to keep the heat in.
"Get out of here, you little beast." The baker said as he saw the goblin. The baker was a stocky, overweight man wearing a tunic and dirty white apron. "Paying customers only. Hey, quit drooling on the food, you swine!"
Dikus was staring at the pastries that were in one of the nearby baskets. It was true, a trail of saliva was drooling out of the corner of his mouth as he hungered for something to eat. The goblin blinked and then looked at the baker, realizing he was being addressed. "I'll take three of them pastries!" He said eagerly.
"You got money?" The baker said to him, crossing his arms over his chest, above his fat belly. Goblins never had any money and were notorious thieves.
"Do I have money?" the little goblin said, opening his purse. He took out three copper coins and tossed them to the baker. "You bet I do!" he squealed and then broke out laughing hysterically. The little goblin snatched up three of the sugary pastries and started skipping away, munching on his new snack.
He made his way through the crowded streets into the main market square, and from there, Dikus wandered toward the back of the square to where the slave market was. He passed by rows of cages, where inside were mostly caged minotaurs, orcs and ogres. These were workhorse slaves that would be bought to do manual labor. Dikus kept going further and turned the corner into the alleyway in the very back of the square, where the sex slaves could be found.
The market for the sex slaves was much smaller; Only a few slave traders were in the city today. Dikus walked up and down the alley of the sex slave market where the cages were, peering inside each one. Each of the cages contained a woman, most of which were curled up on the ground. Some clung to the bars and glared at him as he walked by.
The horny little goblin had his mind on one thing today, which was getting laid. Actually, the truth was that getting laid was the only thing Dikus thought about, but today was a special day because it was going to happen. That's why he was in the sex slave market.
Dikus walked up and down the alley, taking a look inside each cage. The first one held a little gnome woman, who was even shorter than he was. The next one held a dwarf woman who had more facial hair than Dikus. The cage beside her had a Halfling woman who was not too unattractive, but wasn't really what he was looking for. The goblin looked at each cage but could not find any of the type he wanted. He wanted a human girl.
"Hey!" Dikus shouted to the large ogre slave trader who was sitting in a wagon a few feet away.
"What you want?" The ogre's voice boomed.
"Got any humans?" The goblin asked.
The big ogre pointed a finger across the alley where Dikus had not looked. The ogre was absolutely massive. The finger he was pointing was about the size of three human fingers, and standing upright, the ogre would probably be at least seven feet tall. Across the alley were two more cages, and inside he saw each one had a human woman curled up inside. Dikus skipped over to the cages happily.
The horny goblin leaned up against the first cage as he looked inside. His little green penis was already getting hard with excitement. Inside the first cage was an old woman who was skinny and frail, and flat-chested as a board. She had some gray hair, but her face was sort of pretty. She might do.
Dikus went over to the next cage, the last one, and looked inside. The girl inside was a beautiful young woman with blonde hair and creamy, smooth skin. She was sitting with her back against the opposite side of the cage, with her legs curled up against her body. The goblin began drooling as he looked her body over from head to toe, considering her. He took a big bite out of his last pastry as he examined her figure. The girl had long blonde hair which fell down around her shoulders. She was very voluptuous, but not fat. With her legs curled up, Dikus could see all of her luscious, juicy thighs. The slave girl had on a bearskin hide which worked as a skirt, keeping her privates hidden. Her thin stomach was left bare, and her large breasts were covered with another bearskin pelt with rawhide straps. The horny goblin drooled profusely and his dick stood at full attention as he stared at the slave's huge, plump breasts. They were roughly the size of the melons he had just seen in the market place; In fact, probably bigger! Oh, this was his lucky day! This was the one he wanted!
"How much to rent this one for an hour?" Dikus called out to the ogre slave trader across the alley.
"Her? Ten silver!" The hulking ogre bellowed in response.
The goblin bit his bottom lip and looked over her womanly curves again. "That's a lot. How much for half an hour?" he asked the ogre.
"Half hour? Six silver." The ogre responded, his voice sounded like thunder.
Dikus danced back and forth from one foot to the other as he considered it. Six silver was a lot to spend on just a half hour, but she was the most beautiful woman he had ever laid eyes on. Dikus placed his hands on the steel bars of the cage and leaned in closer. "Hi there." He whispered to her.
The young woman inside was looking at him, giving him a defying glare. She stood up slowly and walked near the side of the cage that Dikus was at. "Know this you little perv: You may be able to have my body, but you'll never have me willingly." She said to him.
The goblin stepped back in surprise. Even though she was defying him, her voice was soft and smooth like a melody, and she spoke like an educated person of the high class. "W-What's your name?" he asked her, coming back to the cage again.
