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.
The girl inside sighed reluctantly and shook her head. "You wouldn't believe me if I told you."
"Try me." Dikus said, giving her a toothy smile. His two front teeth were yellow and crooked. He watched her, staring at her voluptuous body and began to rub his stiff penis through his kilt.
"Come closer." The girl said, motioning with her finger. Dikus walked closer, his hand still rubbing his hard-on.
"My name is Princess Amber Fairpeach. I'm the only daughter of King Fairpeach. I'm royalty! Please, you have to help me escape! I may be able to arrange a reward if you help me!" She pleaded with him, whispering lowly.
"Wow!" Dikus squealed. He started rubbing on his cock faster. "I never fucked a Princess before!"
The princess sighed and crossed her arms underneath her large breasts. "Fine, if you won't help me, then when I do get out of here, I'll make sure my father's guards hunt you down!"
Dikus hopped nervously from one foot to the other, pulling at his hair. "Oh no. I don't think I can help you escape. I'd be killed by that big ogre over there! I'm not that brave, I'm sorry. I think I'll just rent you for the half hour and leave the rescuing to someone else." He whispered back to her in a hurry.
The busty princess sighed again and uncrossed her arms, placing her hands on the bars, on top of Dikus'. "Like I said, you may be able to have your way with my body, but you will never have me willingly."
"Ummmm... how about this, Princess? If I buy you outright and become your new owner, would you give yourself to me willingly if I promised to let you go free afterward? I just want to have you willingly and then you're free to go, I promise. I've never had a beautiful woman on her own will. I just want to feel what its like just once before I die." The horny goblin offered her.
"You would free me, and all I have to do is let you have sex with me?" The blonde haired, large-breasted princess repeated the offer, making sure she heard correctly.
"Yes, you let do whatever I want with you; let me fuck you until I can't get it up any more, and then you're free as a bird. What do you think?" Dikus asked, pulling at his hair nervously, hoping the gorgeous princess accepted his offer.
"That sounds awfully good, but, I don't think you have enough gold to buy me." The princess told him. The truth was, if she believed that this horny little goblin had enough gold to buy her as his property, she would probably accept it. After all, one day of being a goblin's sex slave sure beat being caged up, giving blowjobs to the ogre for the rest of her life. She thought back to how she got into this situation.
Princess Fairpeach had been traveling through Blackwood forest on the way to the city of Haledur, where she was to be married to the Prince. She had just celebrated her eighteenth birthday the month before, and by royal tradition, she was to be married to a Prince before the year ended. Of course, she had an escort of fifteen royal guards with her on the journey, but they were ambushed by ogre slave traders. The royal guards were either killed or fled, and she was kidnapped and taken to be sold as a sex slave. That was one week ago.
