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Sir Isaac Mankir warily led his horse through the dense, darker part of the woods. Since this was technically a scouting mission, Isaac had strapped his horse with only the essentials; his sword, bow, quiver and small satchel of food rations. As per orders of the king and his lord-commander, Isaac was only to spend his scouring the dark, expansive Moonvale Forest.

Isaac had become one of King Hadamar's most seasoned knights in recent years. His rise to king's favor began when he had personally slain the orc chieftain Oghast during the Battle of Callistan Ravine two years prior. Since then, he had racked up a string of other accomplishments such as saving a lord's wife from orc capture, slaying a malicious dragon that had been incinerating local villages and so on.

Aside from his stellar achievements as a knight, Isaac was also well known amongst the capital city for his personal "attributes", particularly by the womenfolk. Isaac was charismatic, muscled, and physically attractive by most standards and had therefore gathered a reputation in itself amongst women of all social status within the capital. Although he wasn't entirely aware of it, some women of the city had often gossiped about his skills when it came to bed-play. Since becoming a knight five years before, Isaac had lain with a lord's daughter, a councilmen's daughter, a shield-maiden in the king's army, a couple peasant girls and even an elf maiden from the nearby allied elf kingdom of Galadris.

Despite his gains in recent years and his personal reputation, Isaac admits that the glitz and glamour of prestigious knighthood had become rather stale. He hadn't had a real challenge worthy of his skill for some time; even now, he found himself, the king's finest knight, doing little more than scout duty in the haunted forest. He had tried to assure his lord-commander that whatever "orc threat" that the king suspected within these forests were likely nonexistent and that the ransacking of the nearby Southaven village was likely caused by common hill tribes or brigands. Nevertheless, the king felt it prudent to scour the once orc-occupied forest of Moonvale for any signs of mounting incursions into the kingdom.

Isaac wiped sweat from his brow and smoothed out his brown hair as he continued leading his horse on through the dense thicket. He stopped in his tracks as the pungent smell of fire wafted into his nose. He pulled back the reins, bringing his steed to a complete stop behind an alcove of bushes. He dismounted himself, collecting his blade, bow and quiver and arming himself completely, leaving his horse where she was.

"Stay here girl, I'm going to check it out," he said, patting his chestnut steed on the back.

The horse snorted in response and clapped his hooves on the ground. Isaac nodded and tiptoed off in the direction of the smell, armed with bow and arrow in hand. He made his way around the alcove of bushes and crept warily into an open clearing within the woods ahead of him. The source of the smell was made clear to him but a recently-doused fire situated right in the middle of the clearing. Beside it, was a ragged sheet laid out on the ground as well as a small pack of supplies.

"Hmm, someone's obviously made camp here and they've apparently left all of their personal affects behind," he mused to himself; his eyes scanning the campsite and the outer clearing.

When he surmised that he was alone, he crept up to the campsite slowly, taking note of the footprints leading off in a northeasterly direction as he went. He propped himself down beside the fire and examined the footprints.

"Small feet, footprints close together, trailing off to the northeast," he said to himself.

Next, he approached the bags on his hands and knees and began to rummage through the larger one's contents. He immediately took note that the bags themselves were of poor quality material and craftsmanship. As he dug through, he found several copper coins, a stack of moldy bread, flint, and other items. One thing in particular that caught his eye however was a small insignia at the bottom of the pack. The insignia depicted the skull of a goblin with a chain fastened around its neck; homage to the goblins' servitude to the orcs. Judging by the insignia and the poor quality items, the occupant of this campsite was clear to the seasoned knight.

"Blasted goblins," Isaac cursed, "Perhaps the king was right after all."

He dropped the bag all at once and drew up his bow again to head back for his horse and survey the surrounding area. Suddenly an arrow ricocheted right in front of his face, nearly scathing his forehead. He jolted his head off to the northwest direction and there, armed with a shortbow was the miniature green form of a goblin in black leather armor. The goblin began to panic as it realized that its arrow had narrowly missed its target. It scrambled to load another arrow into the notch of the bow, its hands shaking as it went.

Sir Isaac was ready first though. He had already put an arrow of his own in place and drew his hand back, firing off his first shot with deadly-fast speed. The goblin was surprisingly quick however; when the arrow was presumably about to hit the green form right in the torso, the goblin had quickly abandoned his bow and dove out of the way behind a nearby tree.

Isaac was surprised at the agility and reflexes of the goblin; however, he knew that the little cretins were known more for their speed rather than brute physical strength as the orcs were. Now that the creature was without its bow, Isaac quickly drew out his sword and sprinted for his enemy to finish it off. He moved for the other side of the tree, raising his sword to swing in a killing blow to his shorter enemy. Instead, he stopped himself as the green form was sitting back against the tree shaking spastically with its little hands raised up to him.

"I yield! I yield ser knight! Please don't kill me!" it squeaked with its little voice.

Isaac cocked his head to one side and lowered his guard slightly, realizing that this was a female goblin, a sight that he had rarely beheld. The goblin was just above half of his stature and had pointed ears and black hair tied back in a pony tail. She still continued to shake slightly with fear in her eyes as she was expecting her head to be dislodged from her shoulders by now. Isaac was less tempted to kill her after realizing that she didn't appear to have any other weapons in hand; however, an enemy was an enemy and he continued to regard her as such.

He pointed his sword at her and grimaced, saying, "You try to protect your pathetic life now. Why should I see fit to spare it, goblin?"

She gulped, seeing the sword's tip inches away from her face. She croaked out, "For- forgive the arrow thing, grand human knight. Grilda thought you was thief trying to steal from me bags is all," she replied.

Isaac snorted, not taking her words as truth for a second. Goblins weren't known for trustworthiness; certainly they were clever and quick-witted but honesty was not one of their strong suits.

"What are you doing out here, Grilda?" he asked her, keeping his sword pointed at her neck.

She relaxed herself out slightly now that she realized that she had not yet been skewered to pieces by the human knight. She tucked in her knees and said, "Grilda's a deserter. Grilda ran away from the Blademouth orc clan. Grilda flee south, live in elf lands," she explained, staring up at him with wide, glistening eyes.

Isaac blinked several times, taken aback by what she had told him. "The Blademouths? They're here, in this forest?" he asked her.

She quickly nodded her head. "Yes, they have camps to north. Grilda hate orcs. Orcs treat Grilda and other goblins like dogs."

Isaac shook his head. "I don't believe you. Goblins don't desert the orc clans; they're far too cowardly for that," he retorted.

Grilda shrugged. "Then don't believe me; Grilda telling truth. Orcs treat us worse and worse ever since death of big orc warboss. Grilda sick and tired of being treated like dog. Grilda slit orc overseer's throat in middle of the night and run away. Now Grilda here," she explained nonchalantly.

"It's hard for me to believe that you are really a deserter. Any goblins that abandon the orc legions usually don't live to tell the tale," said Isaac.

Grilda shook her head. "That because usually goblins desert in large numbers. Grilda alone. Orcs don't care enough about Grilda to give chase."

Isaac's brow furrowed curiously as he lowered his sword slightly. "You said 'death of big orc warboss' before. Are you talking about Oghast the Ravener?" he asked the goblin.

Grilda nodded. "Yes, him. Ever since he die in big battle, orcs get more desperate. And we goblins get kicked around more and more."

"Tell me with all honesty Grilda; did the Blademouth clan recently attack the human settlement of Southaven?"

She looked up at him, nodding with complete certainty. "They did. They attack human town 'cause they angry and need supplies. Then they run back here into forest," she divulged to him.

He lowered his sword completely now before finally sheathing it away. Grilda looked up at him with a surprised and somewhat confused expression.

"Your words sound sincere; I believe you, goblin," Isaac said. "By sharing this information with me, you've proven that you are at least worthy enough not to meet the end of my sword."

Her eyes lit up and her mouth curved into a happy smile. "Hurray! Thank you, thank you, thank you ser knight, ser gracious, most worthy knight!" she said, kneeling down and kissing his feet.

"But," he continued, causing her to stop and look back up at him. "I can't trust that you won't try to slit my throat in my sleep and steal my supplies. So, I'm going to have to take you prisoner, at least for the time being."

She frowned and her pointy green ears drooped. "Oh," she said dejectedly.

"As long as you don't try to escape or attempt any wrongdoing, I will treat you humanely, Grilda," he explained to her.

She looked back up at him with new hope in her eyes. "You treat Grilda good? You no flog Grilda for fun?"

Isaac shrugged letting out a slight laugh. "Don't give me any reason to flog you and I won't."

Grilda smiled. "Kind human knight treat Grilda good. Human don't beat Grilda for fun. Grilda choose prisoner of human over prisoner of orc any day," she giggled.

Isaac nodded and approached her slowly. She flinched slightly but didn't cower away from him. He reached his hands down and began to pat down her armor for daggers or other concealed weapons. As he delicately began to search through her armor, the goblin brazenly put her face near his hair and sniffed him deeply.

"Human smell good," she whispered into his ear.

Isaac was taken aback by this comment. He didn't presume to understand why she would smell him in the first place; maybe it was some sort of goblin mannerism, he thought. He finished his search, finding no further weapons on her so he turned around to face her again.

"Now, I don't have to bind you, do I Grilda?" he asked her.

Grilda quickly shook her head. "No, no ser knight! No need to tie poor Grilda. Grilda cooperate with good knight," she replied.

"Good. Well then, let's gather up any supplies you have and get moving. After you," he said, urging her to walk ahead of him back to the camp. He didn't suspect her of foul play but nevertheless wanted to keep an eye on her.

She scampered over to the small campfire and Isaac followed in step close behind. She reached down and compliantly began to gather up the tattered blanket that she had lain on the ground along with the other cooking tools that were sitting out by the fire. She stuffed the items into her bag while Isaac had gone over to pick up her fallen shortbow. He brought it over to her as Grilda was finished loading up her bag, looking up at him questioningly.

"I'm going to hold onto this for now. If you prove yourself a reliable travel companion, I may return it to you," Isaac said to her, referring to the bow.

Grilda nodded and Isaac suddenly let out a shrill whistle using his thumb and forefinger. Grilda looked around confusedly before Isaac's loyal steed suddenly came trotting up to them, snorting and stamping its hoofs as it took notice of the little goblin before it. She cowered away from the towering horse before Isaac reached up and began to stroke its mane reassuringly.

"Shh, relax girl," he whispered to his horse. The steed finally calmed down after a few seconds and started to grow accustomed to being in the presence of the strange newcomer.

"Where we going, human?" Grilda asked.

Isaac strapped in some of his personal items to the saddle of his mount before replying, "I've been travelling for three days and I'm a bit weary. I'd like to stop and make camp somewhere, preferably a place that's not right out in the open," he said, looking back at the campfire in the open clearing. "And then I'll find out what to do about these Blademouth orcs. I came upon a cave a few leagues back. I'd prefer to make camp there for the night."

She nodded and slung the pack over her shoulder and started walking in a southeastward direction the way that Isaac had originally come from. Isaac blocked her with his arm and she looked up at him with a confused expression.

"Grilda, how long have you been travelling on foot?"

She shrugged, scratching her head. "Grilda flee orc camp seven days ago. Why human ask?" she asked.

"Come now, seven days is a long time to have to manage this load. Give me your bag," he offered.

Grilda's big yellow eyes looked up at him, stunned. "Why, sir knight? Prisoner carry heavy burdens, not overseer."

"I'm not an overseer Grilda. I told you I would treat you humanely and so I will. Give me your bag," he said again.

She pulled the bag from over her shoulder and handed it to him. He took it and began to tie its straps onto the back of the brown horse's saddle. When it was securely fastened, he turned to Grilda and put the palms of his hands together near the horse's saddle to boost her up.

"If you would please, miss," he said, prompting her to step onto his hands to get onto the horse.

Grilda's cheeks took on a flushed shade of green at being referred to as 'miss'. She rubbed her arms hesitantly, looking back and forth between Isaac and the horse.

"Something wrong?" he asked.

"G-, Goblins are forbidden to ride mounts sir knight. Orcs always tell us that mounts not have to be bothered with such burden like us."

"Well I don't think you're much of a burden to my mount; no offense intended," he said, referring to her small stature. "I don't mind if you use my mount. It wouldn't be proper for me to make you walk while I ride," he replied.

She still was hesitant at first, not believing that he was actually giving her this courtesy. When she realized that he was serious, she finally put her foot onto his hands and grabbed a hold of the saddle to swing herself up onto the horse. The goblin sat there open-mouthed, awing at the amazing feeling of being on a horse for the first time.

Isaac then hoisted himself up in front of her, settling himself in so that there was enough room for both of them on the horse. Taking hold of the reins, he steered the horse around in the opposite direction of the camp from which he had first arrived.

"Hold on tight," he said to her.

Grilda hooked her thin arms around Isaac's torso and gripped him tightly. He tugged the reins and the steed immediately broke off into a quick trot back in the way they came.

After about a five mile trek, Isaac pulled back the reins, screeching his horse to a stop in front of a small, secluded cave surrounded by an overgrowth of shrubbery. Isaac slid himself off of the mount, and looked up at the goblin sitting on it. Grilda's black hair was a little disheveled from the wind and her face looked like a combination of flustered and excited.

"Thank you, thank you, thank you for this kindness good human knight! Grilda never ride mount beast before," the goblin exclaimed.

"You're welcome, thank you for not jumping off the back while we rode," he replied.

Isaac approached her from the side and picked her up under the armpits, lifting her up off the saddle and setting her down. He gently urged Grilda to move ahead of him toward the cave, leading his horse along after her. She scampered inside, immediately plopping herself down on one of the elevated rock-beds toward the back of the cave while Isaac lassoed his horse up near the entrance.

Isaac took a few moments to take account of his personal items and also drew out a couple carrots for his horse to eat. As he was doing this, Grilda had begun taking off her leather armor, completely unconcerned with the human standing only feet away from her. She untied the clasps holding up the upper part of her armor before letting it shimmy down her green torso until it fell to the floor. She then untied her leather pantaloons and brought those down her legs as well, kicking them off to the side with a satisfied sigh.

"Ah...Grilda feel better with 'eavy armor off. Grilda prefer nude," she giggled.

Isaac turned to look at her after hearing this comment and gulped. The goblin woman was nearly nude before him if not for a very thin rawhide top which barely covered her breasts as well as a matching one covering her genitals.

Isaac turned his head away and tried to suppress an instinctive surge of hardness to his manhood. He couldn't deny that Grilda was actually rather attractive for a goblin. She was just above half his stature at about four feet tall and had green skin; those two features alone encompassed the exotic aspects of her race. Her breasts were small by human standards of course, but they were actually well proportioned with her stature. Isaac also noted that Grilda didn't really have many of the rather ugly features that goblins usually possessed such as facial warts, a large, distorted nose or ragged, greasy hair. In fact if not for the shorter height and large ears, Grilda would actually be a very pleasing sight to most human men. She had a decent enough looking face, well-proportioned breasts given her size, and finely toned legs and arms from her intense physical trials as an orc-slave.

Isaac turned around so that he was facing away from her and began to strip off his own metal armor beginning with his shoulderpads, chestplate and finally armor leggings. He stacked them up beside his horse and stretched out his weary muscles for a moment. Though she was out of his view, Isaac suddenly felt the suspicion that his guest's big, buggy eyes were watching his every move. Sure enough, as he turned to face her, he saw that her wide hazel eyes were looking intently at him...but that wasn't all.

He wasn't prepared for what he saw next. As Grilda had been watching him strip down, she had one of her thin little fingers slid underneath her rawhide underwear and was toying with her hidden genitalia. As she noticed the human looking at her with a stunned expression, she stopped and withdrew her finger; clear juices sparkled on it as she pulled it out.

"Aww why'd ya stop?" she pouted, seeing that Isaac's breeches were still intact.

Isaac blinked several times, his eyes darting from place to place from the awkward silence the ensued several moments after. Grilda meanwhile had shamelessly brought her finger down to her covered slit and pressed down on it in circles through the leather coverings.

"Ah, Grilda very horny; not get meself off in days. Mmm, need to cum," she cooed, continuing to finger herself through her underwear.

Isaac was utterly shocked at how brazen this goblin was. He had heard that goblins had stronger sex drives than humans, but he didn't know that their libido was so strong that they would just start masturbating themselves in the company of others.

"I-, I beg your pardon?" he asked, gulping as she casually continued working herself.

"Grilda get, ah, burning aches down here," she said, pointing to her covered genitals, "Grilda make it feel better by fingering pussy until squirt juices all over hand. It feel really good."

Isaac's already stunned expression increased as he found himself at a loss for words. He stumbled back against the back wall and slid down it, sitting down on the floor while still looking across at her.

"Does human ever pull out big cock and rub it up and down? Feel good right? Feel good like rubbing pussy?" she giggled. She momentarily stopped, looked back up at the near-comatose Isaac sitting there on the back wall watching her. "Human can rub cock right now; relieve cock right here if human want. Grilda don't mind."

Isaac fumbled for words, clearing his throat for a moment before he croaked out, "N-, no thank you."

Grilda shrugged. "Well, Grilda keep rubbing pussy, need relief now," she said. She brought her pointer and middle finger up and sucked them into her mouth, getting them wet. She then slid them underneath her covering and began to finger herself furiously, panting and squealing as she went.

"By the gods, had this creature no shame at all?!" Isaac thought to himself. Of course as he thought this, he found that the noises and the sight of the goblin woman pleasuring herself were causing him to rise to full hardness within his breeches. As much as he tried to avoid getting turned on by it, he found that his body was betraying him as a result of the unmistakably erotic atmosphere. Had Grilda not been so keen on her own pleasure at the moment, she certainly would have taken notice of the obvious bulge rising in his trousers.

Grilda began to quicken her pace, fingering herself harder and letting out little sighs and pants as her breathing quickened. A wet squelching noise was heard with each intake and withdrawal, matching the already distinct noises echoing through the cave. She began to lift her hips up in conjunction with her fingers' movements, thrusting into them as if she were fucking up against her own fingers; her movements making it evident that she was approaching orgasm.

Isaac tried to distance himself from this as he noticed her rapid movements and louder noises. He twiddled his thumbs, looked over at his uncaring mount at the cave entrance and did everything he could to separate himself from the nearly-orgasmic goblin woman on the other side of the cave.

She suddenly began to jerk spastically and let out an audible moan as she shoved her two fingers as far in as they would go and held them there. She shuddered and let out a series of gasps before she collapsed on the rockbed in a heap. After several seconds of basking in the aftershock of the intense cum, she retracted her fingers from her snatch. She took her juice-coated fingers and wiped them off on the leather coverings, letting out a satisfied sigh.

"Ah that felt good. Grilda feel better now."

The two sat there in silence for a few moments; Grilda's wide eyes staring expectantly up at him and his equally wide eyes because of what he'd seen. Eventually, his erection finally subsided and he summoned the courage to pick himself up. He went over to his bag and drew out a blanket for both himself and Grilda. Walking up over to her, he handed her the fine silk blanket and she accepted it with a happy smile.

"Better than those rags you had before," Isaac said, gulping as the awkwardness of the situation had subsided at least temporarily.

She smiled and ran her fingers through the silky material, marveling in its feel. "So soft and warm. Thank you again ser," she said happily, laying it out on the ground.

As she was facing away from him, he looked down and saw on her back a series of marks, gashes and scars; several of which looked recent.

"Grilda, what are all these from?" he asked, gently reaching down and touching near one of them.

She grimaced, saying, "Beatings from orc overseer. Last ones happen night before Grilda escape. Grilda not sharpen orc swords good enough. Overseer get angry; flog Grilda thirty times."

"Those ones, the most recent ones, don't look good. If you don't get these healed, they may fester or become infected," he warned her.

Grilda shrugged, "It ok, human. Grilda used to beatings, Grilda be fine."

"No, I have healing salve that the healers gave me; I can treat these wounds.

He went back over to his bag and went through its contents, finally bringing out a ceramic jar. He screwed open its cap and brought it over to her, lowering the jar down to show her its gooey green contents.

"Lay down on your stomach please miss," Isaac said, scooping up some of the healing salve onto his fingers.

She compliantly turned over onto her stomach on the blanket, exposing her lines of scars both old and new to him. The largest and one of the more recent of these rested up near her right shoulder. He took the sticky fluid that he had on his fingers and gently began applying it to her wounds. She shuddered with a chill as he ran the fluid over her scars.

"Oh, it's cold," Grilda said, shivering.

"The salve numbs the wound first to ease the pain, and then it will seal it up," he replied, still rubbing the green fluid onto her back.

He finished rubbing the fluid in and screwed the cap back onto the jar, looking down at her to observe the effects. Miraculously, the wound just sealed itself up on its own and looked as if it were simply disappearing away into thin air.

"Can feel it; the pain is going away," she gasped.

Soon enough, the most recent of the gashes were gone completely; sealed up by the magical healing fluid. The older marks and scars still remained however, but the salve offered her relief and more to those sustained right before her escape.

Isaac pocketed the jar of salve into his bag and then took out a cloth rag to wipe up the remaining residue from Grilda's back. After he had done this and put the cloth away, Grilda rose to a kneeling position and spun around to face him with a wide grin on her face.

"Human take away pain from Grilda! Grilda his prisoner but human treat Grilda good! Grilda in your debt, ser human knight!" she sputtered happily, wrapping her slender green arms around his abdomen, hugging him.

Isaac gasped a little as he felt her breasts mashing up against his chest. He gently patted her head as she hugged him appreciatively. He didn't know what had compelled him to help this goblin woman as much as he had. Most goblins were deceptive and untrustworthy by nature and this one was perhaps no different. But ever since he had met her, he had started to take pity on them and began to feel that, despite some of their minor faults, they didn't deserve the cruelty that they received by the orcs.

"We'd best get some sleep soon, Grilda," Isaac said, his chin slightly resting on her head.

She pulled back from her hug and looked up at him. "Grilda take first watch so human sleep. Warn you if see orcs," she said. She suddenly put her head forward and planted a big wet kiss on his left cheek. "Thank you human; Grilda never forget this kindness," she said with a smile.

She turned and shuffled over to the entrance of the cave near Isaac's horse and sat herself down, looking up at the stars above. Isaac turned and stepped over to his corner of the cave, settling down on his back as he pulled the blanket over so that it was covering him up to his neck. Since he had been rather weary from his recent travels, he knew that he would be dozing off rather quickly. He reached up behind him and took his sheathed sword, placing it down right beside him only inches away. Slowly, his eyes drifted shut as serene lassitude overtook him.

In Isaac's dreams, a beautiful fair maiden was lying in bed with him; her silky black-haired head was buried in his crotch as her wet mouth pistoned up and down his manhood. He moaned out the anonymous woman's name repeatedly as she happily suckled on his shaft from tip to testicles. The dream maiden was very good at what she was doing; she would twirl her tongue around the bulbous head of his penis, lick his balls a few times, before taking his entirety down her throat. The sensations that he received in the dream felt so real, as his head swam in the dream woman's stimulations.

His foggy mind suddenly began to clear and the dream woman disappeared from his thoughts all at once. However, the sensations from the dream, the sensations resonating in his groin and manhood, persisted. As he shook his sleepy head and stared up at a rocky cave ceiling, he moaned as he still felt a wet feeling on his genitals; the same feelings from the dream. As his senses came back to him, he suddenly began to hear the sounds of wet slurping and sucking resonating through the cave. He looked down at his groin and saw that his breeches were pulled down to his knees. And there, between his legs, was a green head with large pointy ears buried in his crotch.

His vision cleared and his utterly confused mind took in the sight of Grilda's big hazel eyes staring back at him. With the tip of his cock between her lips, her mouth suddenly curved into a wicked grin as they stared at each other. She let his cock slide wetly out of her mouth and she reached down and began to stroke his shaft with her little hands.

"Good morning sleepy human," she giggled, stroking his cock up and down simultaneously. She then stopped and pressed his shaft up against his pelvis and gave a wet lick along the underside of his shaft.

"Grilda," he groaned, "Wha- what are you doing?" he gasped and moaned with each lashing of her tongue against his cockflesh.

The goblin slid her tongue and lips off of his shaft and she began to fondle his balls. "Making human feel good," she replied, lowering her head and sucking one of his testicles into her mouth.

"Uhh, oh gods!" he moaned "Why?" he asked her.

She popped it out of her mouth and began stroking his shaft with her hands again. "Because, human heal my scars, treat Grilda like equal, treat Grilda good. So," she started, giving his cockhead a firm lick before continuing, "Grilda return favor; treat human good," she said, smiling.

With that, she sucked the shaft into her mouth as far as it would go. She could only get about half of it in due to its size but she sucked on it hard to make up for it. As she bobbed her head up and down the top half of the shaft, she took one of her hands and jerked off the bottom half. Sometimes she would slip it out of her mouth and suck on the tip or curl her tongue around the underside of the shaft or lustfully lick his balls; regardless, it was evident that she knew what she was doing.

Isaac couldn't believe that circumstance had led him to be getting orally pleasured by a goblin woman miles away from the civilized kingdom. To add to the strangeness of it all was the revelation that Isaac had managed to attract women anywhere from the prominent high-class lady to the goblin female. As much as a part of himself still maintained that there was something strange and wrong about this, he couldn't deny the pleasure that her determined oral stimulations were bringing him. He moaned and gasped as she sucked him, thrusting his hips up slightly in time with her descents which in turn spurred her efforts on faster.

She let it fall from her mouth for a second, gripping a hold of the hard shaft. She collected a glob of spit in her mouth and let it drip down onto his shaft; she then used that to lubricate her stroking of his cock with her hand.

"Human cock big and tasty," she said, licking her lips. "Goblin cocks small and bumpy and smelly. Grilda like yours much more," she grinned.

She returned to his penis, engulfing most of it until it slid into her thin throat. The tightness of her gullet squeezed and massaged his cock as she slid it into and out of her throat; bringing him an amazing feeling. Quickly he already felt himself reaching the point of orgasm and begin to panic as he didn't know how she'd react to it.

"Human get close, cum soon? Shoot white goo soon?" she asked excitedly. "Good; Grilda want taste human cum."

She sucked his cock back into her mouth with renewed vigor and began sucking with determination toward the inevitable climax. Her green head pistoned up and down his shaft wetly and she let out muffled moans in between sucks. She reached down past her leather top and began to tweak one of her nipples as her tongue coiled around the pillar of flesh and she sank her mouth up and down on it quickly.

"Ohh god, Grilda I'm going to cum," he gasped, thrusting his hips in tandem with her hungry mouth.

"Mmmmmm she moaned, gobbling his cock. She reached down and tickled his testicles as her mouth made wet slides and retreats on his shaft over and over.

Isaac couldn't hold back any longer. He reached down and gripped a hold of Grilda's pointy ears, pulling her head as far down onto his shaft as it would go. A second later, his cock twitched before exploding, releasing strands of his white cum into her mouth and down her gullet. She squealed around his cock and began bobbing her head again, drinking the strands of cum right out of him. She repeatedly gulped and swallowed as each shot of his semen hit her tongue and went down.

After about eight thick strands, he finally stopped cuming and his head collapsed onto the floor beneath him with a long drawn-out sigh. Grilda drank and swallowed the last stream of semen before she let his semi-flaccid cock slip from her mouth; a dribble of drool and semen hung from the side of her lips. She grinned mischievously and lowered her head to lick up the remaining residue from his sensitive genitals. She then raised her head and looked at him with naughtiness in her hazel eyes.

"That was delicious; Grilda never drink so much cum before," she giggled delightfully. She then stood up out of his view and practically tore off her leather coverings hiding her green pussy slit. She stood over him so that her pussy was directly in his face.

"Look at how wet Grilda is from that," she said, sinking her middle finger into her slit. Sure enough, the outer lips of her labia were wet and shiny and her finger sank with an audible squelch into her pussy. "We fuck now? Grilda ride human cock now?" she eagerly asked.

Isaac's eyes bulged open as he took in her words. He looked up at the goblin's slit hovering over his face. Surely it was too small and tight to accommodate his size and girth; was this goblin crazy? Along with that, he had also felt a bit guilty about what he had just done; both because it was a goblin and because she had been a slave and was technically his prisoner. He felt no better than the vile orcs because of him laying with a goblin woman who felt indebted to him.

"Wait," he stopped her, "I don't feel right about this Grilda."

She looked down at him puzzled and a little rejected. "Why human not want fuck? Not like Grilda? Grilda not make human feel good?"

He frowned slightly as he felt the inner conflict again. "You did make me feel good before but...you're my prisoner. It just wouldn't be right," he replied.

She lowered herself down and put her little hands on his shoulders and her breasts were at his eye level. "Grilda want to stay with human even if not prisoner. Human treat Grilda so good. Grilda just want fuck human just once. Please please human; can Grilda just please feel big cock in pussy just once?" she pleaded.

He bit his lip and reconciled the situation with himself for a few moments but eventually it still looked like he wasn't going to budge. Grilda's face and ears drooped and she looked disappointed. Suddenly though, her eyes flashed as she got an idea.

"How bout Grilda make trade?" she asked, grinning. "Grilda show human Blademouth orcs; show human their camp in morning. Human get what he want; finds nasty orcs that burnt human town. Sir knight make human king very happy then," she explained gleefully.

Isaac looked at her amazed. "You'll show me the Blademouth encampment and in return I have sex with you?"

She nodded her head vigorously. "Ya, human put cock in Grilda pussy and fuck, then Grilda take human knight to orc camp tomorrow."

Isaac couldn't believe this. He was essentially just handed a deal to once again prove himself to the king while stopping a potential orc incursion into the kingdom, and all he had to do in return was have sex with a goblin. What fool would refuse this offer? Grilda had more than proven herself worthy of his trust. He had no doubt that she would fulfill her end of the bargain tomorrow and show him the orc camp. More than that of course, she had proven that she was devilishly good at sex-play. Goblin she may be, but she certainly knew how to please a man and he knew that he just may enjoy this experience.

"I want to say yes Grilda; really I do. But even if I agreed, would my...cock even fit in your pussy. The size differences make it seem a bit improbable," he replied.

She nodded again. "Oh it will fit, no worry. Human cock big and goblin pussy small but if we make em wet and put it in fast, they fit," she said with a wicked grin.

He sighed, "Well, I hope you're right about that. Very well Grilda, I accept your offer. What do you want me to do?"

She clapped her hands, giggling candidly. She eagerly spread her legs apart and lifted her butt off the rock, leaving her dripping pussy raised and exposed for him.

"Get lickin human," she giggled, sliding a finger up into her pussy. "Get it nice and wet so you can slide that big cock of yours in."

Isaac sighed and licked his lips. He knelt down grasped at her thighs, lowering his head down so that he was only a couple inches away from her pussy lips. He wrinkled his nose and recoiled slightly at the strong musky scent of her arousal.

He snaked his tongue out and it brushed her outer lips, sweeping in a wet path from her labia up to the nub of her clit. She let out a little sigh and jolted her hips up into his face, smothering him with her pussy and more of that musky scent. Isaac gripped her by the cheeks of her butt, holding her swaying hips in place so that he could continue to work his tongue on her.

He licked away more deeply, ignoring his previous inhibitions as he grew more accustomed to the more exotic nature of her taste. As his tongue delved in past her slickened lips, he purposely added a slightly mix of his own saliva to her sweltering little honeypot for the sake of lubing her up for what was to come.

He looked up at her face as his tongue slurped away into her juicy sex and he saw that her big hazel eyes were slammed shut and she was biting her lips while running a sharp little fingernail around one of the areolae of her breast. Isaac smiled from her look of serene pleasure and pulled his tongue out to give her a long, wet lick across her pussylips all the way up to the tiny nub of her clit. The action caused the goblin woman to squeal, jerking her lithe green hips up into his face as her legs coiled around the back of his head.

"Ohhh human! Grilda feel little explosions all through pussy! You use tongue so good!" she squealed joyfully.

Isaac grinned, slipping his tongue away from her lubricating pussy wetly.

"So I've been told before," he modestly replied, diving back in. He licked and nibbled at the tiny pink treasure of her clit while thrusting a finger gently in and out of her pussy again.

He began to burrow his tongue into her pink folds again, drinking in the abundance of her feminine moisture while flicking his tongue delicately against her clit. As he did this he also ran his fingers smoothly up and down her moistened outer lips. Both stimulations were quickly bringing the goblin to a quick and wonderful orgasm.

"Fuck...fuck...gonna cum...gonna cum!" she panted as she bucked her hips up into his face while pinching her own nipples.

The goblin woman jerked her hips a few more times as Isaac nibbled on her clit, slipping his middle finger deep into her hole as he did so. She then clenched down, wrapped her legs around his head tightly and pulling him in as she screamed loudly.

"Human...ohh human!" she cried out as an orgasm tore through her little green body.

She jerked her pelvis up against him and a shudder ran through her form as he continued to slurp away into her. Suddenly, to the human's astonishment, a stream of clear fluid squirted from the green creature's pussy, drenching tongue, cheek and all with her womanly fluids.

He pulled his face back in astonishment as some of her clear secretions even squirted into his open mouth. By the time her hips stopped rising and falling and she stopped letting out her shrill squeal, Isaac's entire face was covering in the clear juices.

The breathtaking display, although surprising, had nonetheless brought intense arousal to the human knight. He felt his manhood harden like steel and he could have sworn he felt his already sizeable manhood gain another inch just from watching the cute little creature have such an intense cum from his expert tongue-work.

He began to wipe off his face of her juices but suddenly froze up at he felt the bulbous head of his thick cock press up against wet, warm, tight lips. He looked down to see that Grilda had scooted herself closer until his cock head was pressing right up against her comparatively tiny pussy. She looked up into his face with such lust in her buggy, hazel eyes.

"Human make Grilda cum so hard. Get Grilda pussy so soaking wet. Thank you," she sighed.

She turned her gaze downward to the large pillar of flesh pressing against her pink pussylips and bit her lip with disbelief.

"It's so big," she gasped. "I dunno if it all fit inside, but Grilda want to get as much as can."

She reached her small hands down and gently grasped his hardened cock, feeling it pulse with intense life within her green fingers. She pulled him closer until her swollen outer pink lips kissed the flushed head of his cock.

"Push it inside me and we fuck good. Be gentle with Grilda's pussy though," she whispered.

Isaac nodded his head and groaned as he felt her tiny lips kissing his cock. He couldn't believe he was going to do this. He was actually going to fuck a goblin female. But, as her tight womanhood pressed against him, enticing him to slip inside a tight interior, his hesitations had all but evaporated in that instant.

He wrapped his large hands around her slender green hips; his hands nearly encompassing her waist. He took a deep breath and took careful aim, pointing his manhood directly at her pussy and pressing then head right between her wet lips.

With everything ready and with plenty of lubrication in place, Isaac gently, slowly pushed his hips forward as his hard member began to sink and slip its way inside Grilda's small pussy. Her hazel eyes were wide and her brow furrowed in concentration as she was fixed on the sight of his cock sliding its way inside her as she caressed her breasts.

Because of how small her womanhood was in comparison to his cock, there was some resistance in initially pressing his cock head past those lips. However, as he gently applied more pressure and allowed all the combined lubrication to do its work, the lips of her pussy opened up and closed themselves around the head and an inch of his cock and he slid inside her with a wet squelch.

They both moaned from the wonderful feeling of his cock sliding up inside of her. Isaac couldn't believe just how tight her pussy was as he slowly slid inch by careful, delicate inch up inside her. He suspected that it would be a tight squeeze given their size differences, but he didn't know that it would feel like this. It felt as if the walls of her pussy were clamping down on his shaft and trying to desperately milk the cum out of it.

By the time half of his length was fed up inside her, he had already gone deeper than most goblins males could. With the first half within her, Isaac took a deep breath and gently stroked at Grilda's clit to relax her. He then slowly drew himself out until only the thick head was pressed inside her. He looked down and saw that her pink lips of her pussy were quivering slightly from accepting such as large intruder. However, as he looked at the goblin's green face, he saw that she didn't look all that uncomfortable.

He grasped her slim hips again, gently lifting her bum off the cave floor so that she was at an angle for more ideal penetration. He then grit his teeth and pushed himself into her tight, vice-like depths once again, pushing himself in two more inches than he had achieved before.

Grilda squealed as her pussy took in an amount of man-meat far exceeding what she was used to. Her sharp finger nails scratched the cave floor and her feet curled up as she felt the large human man above her sinking his shaft inside her tight depths. He was now slowly working his way in and out of her, each time gaining a little bit more depth with every stroke inward as the goblin grew more accustomed to his sheer size.

At nearly eight inches however, his way was barred completely as the head of his cock pressed snugly up to her cervix. Seeing as this was as far as he was going to go, Isaac held himself there a moment to let Grilda get used to the rest of his length before getting into the carnal motions of copulation.

They both looked down at the amazing sight of his cock fed up into her small pink pussy surrounding by her green skin. Her pussy lips quivered as they were wrapped snugly about his hard, thick member as it pulsed within her depths. Isaac was already dripping sweat and his brow was furrowed in intense concentration and stress; it took all his willpower not to just start hammering away into this tight, juicy, vice-like goblin pussy wrapped about his member.

Grilda had her eyes rolled back into her head and she was shivering from the unbelievable feeling of fullness that she felt deep within her from the human's massive cock stretching out her pussy. Oddly enough, she felt hardly any pain from the initial penetration and stretching. Isaac had been careful not to go too hard or fast as he had sheathed himself inside of her. Now, she felt tingles of pleasure spread through her pussy and loins as his cock twitched within her, and he hadn't even started thrusting that much yet.

She started to undulate her hips while moaning and whimpering in serene pleasure as his cock slipped in and out of her juicy twat. Taking this as his opportunity to really give it to her as she wanted, he pulled the sultry female creature up into his lap, wrapping her legs around his back as he slammed himself inside her as far as he could go.

She shrieked in pleasure and her legs tightened around Isaac's back as his cock plundered the depths of her constricting pussy. Isaac grit his teeth and hissed from the exquisite tightness of her pussy as he slid himself in as far as he could go. Her tight silky walls rippled and milked along his shaft, lovingly hugging it inside as if they didn't want it to ever leave. Isaac pulled himself out for another thrust and as he buried himself back in, his advances were met by the green female bucking her pelvis up against him.

Their skin slapped together as Isaac began to drive his way in and out of her, bringing euphoric pleasure to both of them as they moaned together. Grilda tweaked at her own dainty nipples as her pussy welcomed each thrust from his hard cock burying itself inside her.

By now, Grilda's pussy had fully accommodated Isaac's length and girth and that, combined with the abundance of lubrication that her sweltering pussy continued to provide, allowed him to slide in and out with ease. One particular thrust buried his cock deep into her while his pelvis rubbed at her very sensitive clit, sending a tingle of pleasure through her that quickly exploded through her loins.

Grilda let out a shrill cry that filled the cave as another intense orgasm ripped through the body of the small green female. The cry was so loud that Isaac's mount situated at the front of the cave stamped its hooves and jolted in monetary fear from the sudden loud noise.

Isaac groaned as the walls of her pussy clenched and tightened down on his thrusting shaft, followed swiftly by even more of her juices soaking his cock. With his cock coated in even more goblin girl cum, he slid in and out, in and out of her milking, cock-hungry cunt quicker, desperate to reach his own peak of explosive pleasure until he filled up her small womb with a generous amount of hot human seed.

"Grilda, I'm going to cum," he panted, slamming in and out of her small form harder and faster. He dug his fingers into her small green asscheeks as he prepared to open the flood gates and fill her up with more cum than she could handle.

Grilda looked up at him with a happy smile and half-lidded eyes. "Grilda want belly full of warm human cum. Fill me with seed, sir knight. Feel so good..." she moaned lustfully in between his heavy thrusts into her tender sex.

He needed no further encouragement than that. He quickened his pace, pulling her by her slender hips toward him as he slid himself in and out faster. He shut his eyes and groaned as he pounded her tight, snug pussy with a few more hard thrusts before he pushed himself right up against her cervix and held himself steady.

His hard shaft pulsed and he saw stars as he released a frothy, ropey stream of pearly cum deep into her goblin baby chamber. Because of how tight her pussy was and how it had deliciously milked his shaft, he released what almost looked like a month's worth of cum into her undersized womb. Half a dozen jets coated her small womb to the brim as the remainder of it bathed the rest of her pussy before sloshing out of her. With each twitch and pulse of his cock and ever jet of cum expelled, he lost more and more energy from the draining and equally breathtaking orgasm.

Grilda's hazel eyes were like saucers as she felt every spurt of his hot white cum fill up her belly. She squealed and jerked her hips as the mere feeling of being filled up triggered a third orgasm from her pleasured loins. As they came together and their bodies shook and shuddered against each other, Isaac pulled himself out of her with a loud pop as a river of white poured from her well-fucked little snatch. His cock twitched and released one final rope onto Grilda's green belly.

Isaac collapsed back on the floor with a drawn-out sigh as his cock began to deflate. His sexual appetite had been more than sated in such a satisfying way, and by a goblin female, no less. It was utterly fantastic though; she'd milked the cum out of him like nothing he'd ever felt before.

He sat himself up and looked down at Grilda. Her legs were still spread apart and glob after bubbly glob of white cum dripped out of her snatch, creating a little puddle beneath her bum. She was lazily scooping up from the cum from her belly and licking at it as she held a large, albeit tired grin across her glowing green face.

"So warm...feel so good," she softly whimpered in pleasure, "Grilda love human knight."

Isaac was slightly taken aback by this. He didn't realize that he meant this much to the goblin. Then again, it didn't occur to him that he probably treated her better than anyone else had in her life.

He smiled at her and gently took her into his arms to pull her up into his lap. She immediately snuggled her green, pointy-eared head into his shoulder and shut her eyes.

He stared down at her peaceful form as she clung to him. He realized that he didn't abhor goblins anymore, or not this particular goblin anyway. As he looked into her face he realized that he found her very cute and sexy. He also considered that he would rather enjoy keeping her around as a companion if she so wished. Perhaps he could work something out with his knight-commander to have her made into his squire...after this business with the orcs was finished of course.

"Get some sleep, Grilda. Tomorrow, we're going to find and punish the orcs that wronged you," he said, stroking her black pony tail.

She smiled contentedly and curled herself into him more and almost immediately began to doze off. Isaac let her sleep atop him as he kept his sword nearby and ready at hand as he gazed off out of the cave to prepare for the next day's events.