Kobold Kidnapping - For Hire
Kobolds are allegedly evil things, taking things and people for their own nefarious reasons. But what if they did this on request, treating people who WANT to be kidnapped like the kobold toys they truly want to be?
This was easily the most fun I've had writing something in a long time and I'll likely have other... business deals featuring these kobolds in the future. It was a fun challenge trying to write this as "you" without implying a species or gender and without making the flow too awkward.
Inspired by a number of conversations with Kaltren - if you want more like this all the time, also check out my KinkyKobolds account.
Loud hissing and snarling in draconic interrupted your otherwise peaceful and quiet evening. You spun around. Kobolds. Six of them. Some of them were carrying chains that were heavy enough to be a struggle for the small, monstrous things. Others were using bags of holding, doubtlessly carrying even more complex equipment for their use. One of them pointed up at you and said something else, causing the others to spring into action.
A tail swipe knocked you off your feet, leaving you stunned just long enough for a thick, velvet bag to be placed over your head, blocking off your view of the world entirely. This made it impossible to tell what the kobolds were doing next until after it happened. The chains were used to bind your arms behind your back, then to keep your legs together. You struggled, of course. How could you not? But while fighting off a single kobold or two would have been possible, having this many was just enough to push you back down into place. Within a minute, you were held mostly-immobile, blinded by the hood, and left keenly aware of the cool metal grinding against your skin. You were lifted up by the kobolds, carried off with haste, back toward their warren.
You never cried out for help during this. You never even struggled. Instead, you felt the warm, humid air of a summer's night on your skin, with the sounds of crickets and other night-dwelling creatures around you. This soon yielded to the cooler, quieter atmosphere within their cave, only to become warmer again as they led you deeper inside, toward the hotter parts of a cavern. You had little sense of how long you were being carried for, but the kobolds were starting to tire of carrying you. You weighed nearly as much as the lot of them, after all. It's little wonder they'd be tired out.
Those thoughts were quickly pushed aside as you were dropped onto the ground. One of the kobolds soon took the hood off your head. You felt it, rather than saw it; in the pitch blackness of the cave, anyone without the gift of darkvision may as well be blind entirely. The next thing you felt were fine-grained scales against the sides of your head, before something warm and damp pressed against your face. "Kisssss," the feminine voice hissed. You, naturally, complied. The taste of what you kissed was distinctly feminine, though tinged with unfamiliar spice. The scent of lust was unmistakable in the air around you, leaving you little guess at to what you were kissing, but you still wanted to see it.
"Light? Please?" You asked into the darkness. A few vague sounds - likely speech below your hearing - were uttered, before the dim glow of a low-level light spell illumined the cavern. As you expected, a female kobold was straddling your face and smirking down at you, ready to ride your tongue like she would a partner's cock. Two males stood nearby, shamelessly pleasuring themselves while watching you lie on the floor. You knew there were three others, from earlier, but you still couldn't see them due to the female's body blocking your view of anything below your own neck. You did, however, feel a tugging at your pants. "Go on," you said, granting the kobold permission to remove them; the humanoid did so with care to avoid damaging them or the sensitive prize they contained.
The female had enough waiting for you at this point. She wrapped her legs around your head and ground fiercely against your face, smearing her scent and taste across you. You took the hint and slid your tongue out, allowing her to use it - and you - as a toy for her pleasure. In return, you received the full flavor of her lust, as well as felt the fiery heat within her body, making your tongue pleasantly warm as you gave her what she wanted.
In exchange for your sexual favor, the other kobolds repaid it in kind. Your pants were lowered just enough to expose your groin, then the dextrous hands of a kobold went to work, slowly caressing you. They found out all the small, sensitive places that someone larger might have missed, then focused on whatever received the greatest reaction out of you. You gave a little shiver, causing the chains holding you to rattle against each other, a reminder that you were still very much bound and at the mercy of these half-sized humanoids.
To stop your squirming, the kobold on your face pressed down that much harder, all but sealing herself against your face. Breathing was a challenge; she left your nose just barely free to get the slightest gasps of air, though that air was also heavy with her scent. The males above you kneeled down near your head, ensuring that your entire vision above was full of nothing but three horny kobolds, pleasuring themselves at your expense, as you were left squirming uselessly on the ground, only able to give in to what the kobolds wanted from you: Pleasure, both yours and theirs.
In the cavern, you had no sense of time. There was nothing more than just the kobolds and the way they toyed with you. You were brought close to the brink of orgasm, then the caressing stopped, keeping you just on the edge. Similarly, the kobolds kept themselves restrained too, expertly holding themselves back just to prolong your experience of being a squirming, horny wreck of a person at the mercy of supposedly weak creatures. After several rounds of this, being brought so close to the edge, then let down again, you whimpered, begging "Please..." as you weakly humped against the hands on your crotch.
That plea was all the kobolds wanted to hear. The lady riding your face leaned back, giving you a better view of her body, and allowing you to breathe more easily. You also witnessed the two males reaching over to stroke each other, preparing to get each other off. The kobold fondling you did not stop this time, either, allowing you to feel ever-closer to your peak. And then, after seemingly an eternity, it was like the breaking of a dam.
Though the kobolds were experts in holding their pleasure back, you were most certainly not. Your entire body shivered in pleasure when you finally got off, prompting the kobold on your face to squeeze with her legs again, to ride you like you were a mere animal. In that moment, you truly were just an animal, too: Helplessly being ridden, barely able to think, giving in to base urges without a care in the world. Isn't that both what an animal does and what you wanted more than anything else?
The male kobolds nodded to each other and gave a few more strokes to their partner, before finally getting off on your face. They aimed carefully at your mouth - and the crotch of the female - giving you a taste of the opposite sex to mingle with the otherwise feminine flavors you'd been savoring for a while. They took care not to get anything into your eyes or nose - you needed to be able to appreciate the scent and sight of them, after all - though some did dribble down your cheeks and neck. Somewhere lost in the mingle of fluids, the female also came, something only made clear by the way she pressed her body against you for a few moments as she tensed up, before that tension was released.
As you came off of your orgasm, you lie there, panting. The female stood up, slightly shaky, while the rest of kobolds allowed you to catch your breath and recover. After half a minute or so, she knelt down again, next to you, and slowly ran a hand down your cum-stained cheek. "So, was this worth the coin for us to kidnap you for the night?" You had to think for a few moments just to recall what the arrangement was, before you managed a slight nod.
"Good, good," she continued, "We're always glad to have another happy client. Anything that would make you more comfortable?" You thought, then shook your head. "Very well. Remember that your safe word is 'Amethyst' if you do need something. We'll have someone here all night, just in case. For now, do enjoy sleeping as a cum-drenched, bound-up wreck of a fuck-slave." She gave you a gentle caress on the cheek before standing up and walking away. The other kobolds dispersed as well, leaving just one near the edge of the room, largely in shadow, licking your pleasure off their hands.
With a few short words of draconic, the light that was in the room went out, leaving you and that kobold alone in the darkness. You gave a contented sigh and allowed yourself to doze off, to dreams of even more scenes you'd ask the kobolds for in the future.