u/PetGirl_Lucy

Lucy took a deep breath as she stepped out of the government car with her duffel bag in hand. Taking a deep breath of what might be the last outside air she will ever get. She still couldn’t believe the government sold her breeding rights for $1,200, basically condemning her to slavery. It atleast was for her mother, who as much as Lucy could remember, was kept naked, barefoot, inside, and pregnant until the government had come and taken Lucy away for training.

She sighed and collected herself and made her way to the front door, letting herself in with the key they’d given her. She immediately spied the crimson envelope with her name on it left for her to find on the side table. Dropping her duffel she tore into the letter.

*Dear Lucy,*

*I’m sure your wondering where I’m at, but you need not concern yourself with anything about me. You’re here to serve and bear me heirs, anything else is above your station. Below are the list of things I expect you to do. Several are waiting for you already. I will be home at 5:00 please trash any clothes you brought and find your new wardrobe in the box in the room, pick your favorite*

*Regards, Your new Master*

Lucy sighed as she read the exhaustive list of chores he’d penned below, glancing at the mess of a kitchen he’d already left her. “Fuck” she said to herself disappointed that it seemed like she’d be treated like all the other breeders. She knew better than to delay her chores though, not wanting to be sent back for reeducation, she rolled up her sleeves and started tackling the chores.

As five o’clock fast approached as Lucy had barely tackled half the kitchen. Sighing as she looked at the complete mess she’d been left with, an impossible task, wondering if he’d done it on purpose. Shaking her head she grabbed her duffel and tossed it in the trash before taking off her cloths and doing the same. Trying not to be emotional as she went to the family room to see her new attire.

The box was far smaller than she thought as she saw it nearly wrapped on the coffee table, knowing there was no way it could contain cloths. She tore into the wrapping paper and opened the box, inside a heap of collars greeted her. “Ahh” she said audibly understanding her new owner's intentions as she rummaged through the selection.

Picking out a thick black leather one she fastened it around her neck before standing up and looking at herself in the mirror, coming to terms that this was going to be the way she looked forever, knowing that he would not let her touch a scrap of clothing ever again. She sighed and glanced at the time, making her way to the front door and assuming the position, face to the ground ass in the air, arms to her sides in submission as she waited for her master to come home.

"Dad no! Please don't do this! I don't want to be Milked!" Lucy shrieked as her dad dragged her by her bound hands towards the Goblin's cavernous hovel, yanking her hard to spur her forward when she dug her heels into the dirt.

"I'm sorry honey, but you need to do this for the family, the harvest wasn't very good this year and I can't feed both you and your brother" He said sternly, giving the rope a hard yank, causing his daughter to stumble as they approached the mouth of the cave.

Two goblin guards lowered their spears for a moment before realizing what was going on. Exchanging a knowing glance between themselves before one goblin vanished into the cave to get the farmer. "Over ere" The remaining goblin growled in rough common to the farmer as they finished walking up the small distance to the cave.

"He is getting the farmer" The goblin said, licking his lips as his eyes fell on the Girl.

"Daddy please!" Lucy wailed, pulling against the rope fruitlessly. "You know what they will do to me!"

"Shut up!" Her dad yelled, a slap punctuating the silence of the wilderness, "I made up my mind."

The goblin cackled as he watched the scene, Lucy dropping to her knees as she started to sob. "Shes pretty,, she will make excellent stock" The goblin said with a smile, enjoying watching the Farmer's face twist as he thought about what he as signing his daughter up for, clearly not wanting to think about it to much.

Fortunately, the other guard appeared with the Farmer. "What do we have here!" He said joyfully, clasping his hands together as he laid eyes on Lucy. "Mind if I strip er?" He asked her Father, producing a large blade from his back pocket.

The Father shrugged, "Sure, she might fight back though" He said with a shrug.

"No! Don't you dare!" Lucy squealed squirming away as her Father yanked her back onto the ground.

"Ehh, I'm used to it" He said, holding the knife in his teeth as he maneuvered behind Lucy and tackled her to the ground, holding her face in the mud with his weight as she flailed. "These cows are easy, you just gotta show em who's boss." He explains as he grabs the knife from his teeth and shears Lucy's cloths off her body.

"No!" Lucy sobbed, struggling in vain as the Goblin sheared her cloths off, covering herself in mud in the process.

"Now lets check you out" The goblin said, spreading her cheeks wide as he stared at her holes while Lucy squirmed and sobbed. "Looks clean enough, now lets see here" He says pausing as he looks at the father.

"Stopp!" Lucy squeals as he inspects her.

The Goblin smiles as he unceremoniously shoves his fingers into Lucy's pussy. Probing deeply as he circles her cervix, "The cows hate this" He says with a cackle as his fingers plunge into Lucy's depths. "Yep not a virgin, but that doesn't really matter to us. Just kinda good to know" He says with a smile.

"Lucy!" Her father says surprised.

"I'm sorry! it was the neighbor boy at the dance!" Lucy continued to wail.

"Jefferson's?" Lucy's father said in disbelief before shaking his head reminding himself why he was here. "Well serves your right...whore...anyways how much you want for her?" He asks trying to finish his business.

"Ehh she's young, in good condition, wide hips, small tits but we can fix that with some of our feed. Overall she will work out great I think, lets say 75 gold?" He says producing a coin pouch from his belt.

"Deal" her father says without haggling, happy to get more than he thought he would.

"Daddy please I--" Lucy begged hoarsely before the goblin slapped her in the face.

"None of that cow, you'll learn to behave" He chastised as he tossed the gold to the Father. "Do you want to stay for her branding? Some people like to watch, kinda ends things" He directs towards her father.

"B-branding?" Lucy asked softly, mostly to herself.

"No, I don't need to. She's all yours. Though do send us some milk when she's producing" He says, counting out his 75 gold to make sure it was all there before turning his back to the group. "Its been a pleasure" He says coldly as he walks off into the woods.

The Goblin smiles and grabs Lucy's leash, "Welp lets get you branded, bred, and bedded!" he cackles, tugging Lucy into the cave as she sniveled quietly.

"H-Hey! I said we could have sex as a thank you for saving me, b-but my Ass?!" Lucy grunted in her tower bed, squirming against the ropes and shackles the hero had bound her with as his finger started to prod at her asshole. Silently wondering if he was actually the hero from the tales or if she'd made a mistake in offering her body as the ultimate thank you for vanquishing the dragon and saving her from its grasp.

"I-I actually don't know if I'm comfortable with this" Lucy stammered, feeling her hole give way to the man's finger and allowing her only a moment' reprieve before he shoved a second one in' "Hey!" She interjected, grunting at the increasing roughness as he spit on her ass and his fingers started to thrust in an out.

"I-I want to st-" Lucy started to say, trying to end things, squirming against her restraints before the Hero snapped a ring gag into her open mouth, silencing her and ratcheting it tight against her head. "Mmmmph!" Lucy squealed in panic as her jaw was forced open and she realized she was not going to get out of this.

"Silence Slut' The Hero said gruffly finally withdrawing his fingers from her ass and moving her legs as he got between them with a grin on his face as he watched her squirm. "I didn't slay a dragon not to take what I want!" He growled as he lined his cock up to Lucy's barely stretched ass. "And when we’re finished here, you'll marry me, as is now my right for freeing you from the dragon. Then I'll take your kingdom from you. All the while teaching you how to serve me, not as a wife but as my slave, the first in a kingdom soon to be full of slaves!" He said coldly, prodding Lucy's ass with his cock, toying with her backdoor, knowing he could easily take it at his whim.

"Mmph!?" Lucy shrilled through her gag, her eyes wide as she trashed and tried to escape her bonds wondering just what kind of hero he was.

"Ahh Music to my ears” The man mused at Lucy’s muffled pleas. “But lets see if you can sing a different tune!" He says with a laugh, finally shoving his cock into the Princess's ass and delighting in her squeals of pain and uncomfterbleness as he took his pleasure.

After a few hours he had finally finished with Princess Lucy and having looted her tower of anything valuable, they set out from the tower back to her kingdom. Dragging the nearly nude princess behind him by a leash attached to a metal collar around her neck, her body still trussed up in heavy rope bondage and carrying a pack laden with her gold on her back, the ring gag left in her mouth to give him some peace and quiet as they started their trek.

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Hero, more like Warlord, takes Lucy as his prize and sets his sights on her kingdom as its now his by right, all the while turning Lucy into his obedient slave-wife.

"What does Garrus want now" Aurae whined to herself as she stepped into the elevator of Vereragold Records already annoyed that she'd had to come into the office and off her vacation to see her boss and producer. She wanted to bet it was to talk about the next tour schedule, even though she told him she'd needed a break from the constant tours to recharge and come back to the stage with vigor. Not to mention the fact that her declining record sales and concert attendance was taking a bit of a toll on her mental health.

She almost did not realize when the elevator stopped close to the top of the tower and it took the doors closing to bring her back to reality and take a step into the goblin's waiting room.

"Belgrea, I'm here to see Garrus" Aurae said taking a step towards the busty red skinned tiefling that her boss kept around mostly for looks. Her tight black suit was to low cut even by goblin HR standards.

"Do you have an appointment?" Belgrea asked casually, not looking up from her computer.

Aurae rolled her eyes, "you know its *me* and that he's expecting me" she said trying to be cool, she shared not love for the goblin's secretary, or him for the matter.

Belgrea looks up from her computer with a face that showed she did not care if it was a goddess herself in front of her, "Oh yes...*you*, Garrus has fun stuff in store for you" she said with a rare snicker and smile.

"Just buzz me in" Aurae said, trying to shake off the weird look the tiefling gave her, she was pretty sure she'd never seen her smile before in her life.

"Of course" Belgrea said hitting a button on her computer and opening the door to Garrus's office.

"Thanks" She says to the teifling who turned her attention back to her computer, already forgetting the elf had arrived.

Aurae strolls into Garrus's office, its corprate feel mixed with goblin grossness. Overly lewd art lined the modern walls, along with tasteless golden statues, jewled figures, bottles of empty booze and drug pariphenalia, plus a disgusting black couch in the corner of the room with a tripod camera nearby. That couch dredged up memories, having *auditioned* for her fame with Garrus several years ago herself.

"What do you want? I told you I need a bre---Um...whats that?" She starts to say, feeling her voice raise as the anger inside her boiled up before stopping short as she spied a massive warg laying down next to Garrus at his desk.

"Well get to Thor in a moment, I called you in because your latest single, *Dreams Of Mirrors* flopped hard, you barely cracked the top 50 after the first week! Your slipping!" Garrus says tossing a chart of her song stats towards her as she approached.

"Your overworking me! I toured *three hundred* days last year! I can't be creative and on the road!" Aurae snaps at Garrus.

Garrus grins with a stupid goblin smile, "Don't worry knifeear, I've come up with the solution that will rocket you back on top like that first song we launched, *Night Of Stars*.

"Oh yea?" Aurae asked putting her hands on her hips.

"Yes! Your gonna get married, were gonna make such a big show of it. A huge wedding, photo shoots, interviews, public outtings, even include him in your show! Plus, we might even leak a sex tape or two!" Garrus said with a grin.

Aurae's eyes narrowed, when an elf got married it was forever, atleast until one of them died, it was sacred and could not be broken in her beliefs. It would not be a choice she could make lightly, though being back on top did appeal to her. "Who am I gonna marry that can do all that?" She asked warily pushing her doubts out of her mind.

"Thor!" Garrus said moving around his desk and clapping his hands towards the massive warg who got up lazily and moved towards the goblin, towering several heads over the short monster.

"What? I'm not doing that, you know what it would mean for me to marry that thing, even for show!" Aurae said in disgust as she looked at both monsters.

"Yea yea yea the Elven Marriage Vow, listen I did not really want to spell it out this way but I got word from the top, its either pump up your numbers of your getting released from your contract" Garrus said letting the threat linger in the air, she knew what it would mean if Vereragold Records dropped her.

Her cheeks flushed in anger but she was to attached to her fame and frankly her money to risk getting fired. "I don't have to do anything weird with it right?" She asked trying to rationalize to herself what she was getting into, briefly wondering how long wargs lived.

"Nothing weird at all" Garrus said lying with a goblin smile.

"Fine, I'll do it" Aurae said with a sigh looking at the warg who was regarding her with surprising intelligence.

"Perfect! I'll arrange the wedding and if you don't mind some photoshoots I'm sure the company will pay for the honeymoon to! I'll be in touch!" Garrus said with his trademark smile.

Aurae looked at Garrus and then at Thor before shaking her head and nodding, wondering what she'd agreed to.

"Ugh" Lucy groaned looking at the denied breeding permit in her inbox. Knowing that without the breeding permit it was going to be so much harder to actually turn one of her dates into a relationship or even a husband. Plus, it also meant that she had to look forward to another half a year of backdoor abuse from her twelve Government Required dates a month.

A trill from her phone distracted her from her email, glancing down at the notification from the Government's Dating app indicating that she'd been drafted for another date that evening, which only seemed to rub salt into the wound.

"Wonder what he chose for the plan for tonight?" She grumbled to herself as she opened the app, trying to think of a free government date activity that she hadn't done. "Oh what a surprise, Movie, Love Hotel, Dinner. Cloths: Yellow Sundress, Makeup: Full" she grumbled seeing the plan, which was a rather popular combination as of late, especially since the latest movies were poorly veiled propaganda porns to get more people to apply for breeding permits. "At least it'll be distracting" She added still mumbling as she made her way to the bathroom of her tiny efficiency apartment to start getting ready.

Lucy was not technically required to sleep with her twelve dates a month ( though a good chock of women did anyways in a desperate attempt to find a husband or at least a legal owner), and had started her government dating process with a rather prude opinion on sex. With the five years she'd spent unclaimed her options had drastically changed and she was happy to put out for every potential suitor as she started to run out of time. Everyone on the apps knew as well, not only with her recent reviews letting them know, but it was common knowledge that the older girls on the app were far more desperate than the younger ones as once they hit thirty they were moved off the app and reassigned to horrible public service jobs.

Lucy emerged about an hour later from the bathroom with her hair done, makeup ready, and a yellow sundress that she'd luckily had on hand. Only to see that her date had canceled on her and with the audactity to leave her a poor review about response time.

"It had only been an hour, Fuck, I was even gonna offer to Blow you early" She whined to herself looking at the cancellation notice and the one star review before collapsing on her bed, forcing herself not to cry and ruin her makeup, wondering what she as going to do with herself to get out of the cycle.

Master Snick grunted as he woke up on top of his pile of slaves who served as an excellent barrier from the ground as well as a warm embrace in the cold goblin caves. The fact that they got neither pillows or blankets to keep them from the ground however bothered him not.

He pulled himself off them as they stirred from his movement, glancing down at them and appreciating them for a moment. There was Elizabeth, a tall, powerful, blonde haired women with a shapely ass and large breasts, a slave a goblin could be proud of in both status and utility. To her right was Lucy, a noble, though mouseish girl with brown hair, medium breasts, and a stubborn attitude Snick was still working on her but her lineage made it worth it. Then to Elizabeth’s left was Nancy, a short slave with black hair and tiny breasts, his newest acquisition, he was still trying to figure her place out.

“Get up girls” Snick barked, going to kick each one awake with a firm blow to each of the sleeping girls.

"Ugh Master, five more minutes" Elizabeth groaned, flipping over on the cold stone floor.

"I'm up! Let me suck your cock while Elizabeth takes her five minutes" Nancy said, as more of a morning person, as she instantly got to her knees and quickly threw her hair up in a ponytail.

"Dammit Lucy get your lazy ass up" Snick barked again, kicking Lucy much harder. A smile was on his face as he glanced at Nancy, reminded why he'd purchased the over-eager slave.

"Urgh" Lucy finally groaned, being roused from her slumber.

"I gots me stuff to do today, you three need to do your chores *nice* like, I don't want to come back to any more incidents like last time. Got that *Lucy*" Snick stressed.

"Yea yea, it was just a small prank Master" Lucy groaned, still waking up.

"Small?! I sprained my ankle, Master couldn't ride me for a week!" Elizabeth snapped angrily.

"Shouldn't have tripped it was obvious" Lucy grumbled, flipping over on her side.

"You fucking cunt i'll-i'll-" Elizabeth blustered before being interrupted.

"Thats enough cunts, play nice." Snick chided.

"What happened?" Nancy asked, having not been present for the event.

"Don't ask" They all said in unison.

"Actually" Snicks grinned, "Nancy turn around, I gots me a bonding idea...."

After unloading a few quick, thick loads into Nancy's pussy Snicks grinned as he pulled out of the small, quivering girl. Smacking her ass several time in satisfaction, he loved how tight the girl was and was glad for every piece of gold he'd spent on her at the snatchers' guild.

"Lucy, Elizabeth, clean her out *together* then get on with your chores, i'll see you all later" Snicks said departing quickly and leaving the girls to their chores.

The three girls all looked at each other not moving until they were sure they were gone.

"You clean the bitch's cunt out" Elizabeth snapped at Lucy.

"Your the favorite, besides I *know* how much you Lovvveee goblin cum!" Lucy snapped back.

"You little bitch! I'll-" Elizabeth said her rage building.

"Girls! I'll just do it myself" Nancy said, rolling her eyes at the girls bickering.

"You'd do that, what if Snick asks you if we did it? You'd lie?" Elizabeth asked her eyes narrowing, unsure about the girl.

"Yes, just get along" Nancy said with a sigh.

"Works for me" Lucy said happy to both not lick the girl clean and do it with Elizabeth.

"Fine" Elizabeth grumbled. "With that out of the way, I'll do the laundry, Lucy you can do the whoring today, and Nancy why don't you go get mushrooms from the farm??" She added quickly dolling out chores.

"What?! Why me I did the whoring yesterday! Let the fucking gobbo slut do it, you heard her this morning!" Lucy whined while pointing at Nancy.

"No your the better whore, plus I hate you and Master put me in charge" Elizabeth said with a smile.

"Fuck you" Lucy snapped but not having a better solution or any leverage.

"Reserved for Master" Elizabeth teased, "Now everyone good? go about your chores now" She instructed leaving the room...

Srax took a deep breath as he steadied himself and readied his bow, having spied a cave leech ripe for harvest, his mount underneath him rising to her tip toes, as she was trained to when he pulled it back the string. Nostalgia took him for a moment as he glanced down at his mount, away from his quarry. Nothing filled him with more pride than having broken the girl underneath him. The power over dominating a human, breaking her to the bit was intoxicating. 

Memories flooded back to him as he recalled the first time he'd captured the girl. Pulling her out of the caravan him and his tribe had ambushed after killing her guards. Relishing in her cries as he yanked her hair and dragged her though the dirt. The tribe wrestling her and hogtying her along with her handmaidens. Srax was pretty sure she was a Princess, but it didn't matter who she was as a human, she was a ponygirl, a mount, an *animal* now, a creature to serve goblins. 

Srax remembered that first night when the five future ponygirls were laid out by the roaring fire, now stripped of their cloths, used to fuel the flames, the last outfits they'd ever wear. They drew lots on which one of the tribe got to claim the girls, with Srax having the best luck of his life with first pick, having selected the prime filly, the princess. Not a single sound is as sweet to a goblin's ears as a ponygirl screeching in pain as their rider's brand sinks into their flesh, marking them forever to their new life. Then the first step of taming begins, there still tied up, asses burning and pulsing from the pain of the brand, the goblins take turns on the new mounts. 

"Dammit!" Srax cursed as he loosed his arrow and narrowly missed, knowing he was to in his head to make the shot, but he'd blame it on his mount anyhow. Watching as the cave leech scurried into its burrow. "Thats coming outa your rations" Srax barked to his mount, grabbing the thin metal chain on the heavier leather reins and giving it a rough tug, cackling as he felt his mount squirm under the rough sensation as he tugged roughly at her nipple piercings. 

His mount let out a few displeased snorts as he finally stopped tormenting her, stamping her feet with annoyance in the ground as she tried to show her displease with her Master. 

"Don't be a crybaby" Srax laughed as he remembered the girl when he'd first started trying to ride her. 

She'd been headstrong and stubborn and the fresh nipple piercings which were required for the goblin's to control their human mounts did not do anything to help her mood. It took him seven times before finally she was to tired to buck him off, despite the harsh application of the girlcrop on her backside for every time she refused to be mounted. But that magical seventh time, when he was able to finally ride her, towering over the other goblins in the corral, feeling the power and strength, the *submission* of the human below him. It was intoxicating. And though there would be a few bouts of disobedience, her will was basically sapped and a quick application of the girlcrop again reminded her that this was all she was. 

"Lets take a break" Srax said, pulling himself from his daydream as he yanked back on the reins, signaling the mount to drop and allow him to dismount. 

His mount squatted deep, her legs spread wide as she obeyed, her eyes locked into Srax as he jumped off and faced her, reins still in his hands. The goblin's eyes were instead inspecting her harness and saddle, drinking in his mounts body. 

Srax then remember what it was like to fuck his mount, the sweet feelign of domination over the powerful animals that were Humans. 

"Wait" Srax said suddenly to himself as a smile twisted on his face. "I don't need to remember, your right here." He said looking greedily at his mount as he grabbed his girlcrop and motioned for his mount to lay on the ground.........

Lucy glanced outside the skyscraper at the clouds as she waited patiently on the director's couch adjacent from the empty secretary desk. Trying to push out how woozy felt felt from being so high up. She desperately needed to nail this interview, she could not go back to living in the slums on planet, though she was still a little unclear how she even got this interview, she was not about to look a gift horse in the mouth. This job was the ticket to her living above the crime and pollution that was over running the surface and instead live among the corporations and the wealthy, even if it was on a lower floor.

"Ms. Patterson?" The Director called out as he opened the door and clearly undressed Lucy with his eyes.

"Yes Sir! and Lucy is fine!" Lucy said shooting to attention.

The director smiles as he continues to leer at Lucy, his eyes seeming to scan her like an animal at a county fair. "Come in" He says with a sly smile as he steps aside the door.

Lucy nods and puts on a big happy smile as she strolls past him and into his office. A large sprawling room that felt almost home like, though its decoration was clearly corporate.

"The conference table dear" The director says closing the door behind her and making his way over, gently dragging Lucy along with him.

Lucy sits down across from the Director, a bit unnerved by his commanding presence. "So your here for the assistant job?" He asks glancing down at the paperwork, the top one containing her lacking resume.

"Yes Sir!" Lucy said unsure what to add.

"Great" The director said with a grin pushing a huge stack of paperwork over to her earmarked to the last page. "Few questions before you sign that. Would you consider yourself...Obedient?"

Lucy was a bit thrown off by the question but determined to land the job, "Yes Sir!"

The director jots down her response, asking her the next question "Do you mind the long hours, not seeing your family or friends for perhaps months at a time?"

"Yes Sir! I don't have many friends and my family is gone, they were lost during the last uprising" Lucy said again, though she did not believe that the job was this demanding and she hoped she'd tug a bit on his heartstrings.

The director again writes down her response a big grin on his face. "Great! And finally are you claustrophobic?"

Lucy was seriously thrown off by the strange interview questions, but was to determined to see the warning signs. "Nope!" She said almost instantly.

"Great! Your hired, lets just flip that to the last page and your hired!" He says reaching over the table and flipping the contract to the last page while handing Lucy a pen.

Lucy looks at the smiling director and then back at the contract. She was elated, finally a job that would not require her to debase herself and an above surface job to boot! Screw her friends telling her it was a scam, she'd made it. Lucy signed her name in poor handwriting on the line and smiled back at the Director as he took the stack away from her.

"Excellent! Let's celebrate!" The director cheers fishing a bottle from under the table and putting it infront of Lucy before grabbing his own. "Cheers!" He said with a glint in his eyes as he watched Lucy take the first sip.

Lucy felt her eyelids grow heavy as she slumped down against the table passed out.

The director smiled and punched into his intercom, "She's Ready".

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The story will pick up with Lucy trapped in a cage, wearing a bitchsuit and a shock collar. He plans to personally train his new Pet from the Slums, though if she's unruly he might have to resort to an outside trainer. Her contract stipulates that she gets 1 week off every three months, though she will probably struggle to be a human during her break after so much puppy time! The contract also gives the corp fully power over her, essentially an indentured servitude, though if she can make it to retirement she should have a nice pension!

*"Fuck! I can't believe I got captured by goblins!"* Lucy thought again still in disbelief that the goblins had manged to capture her. Groaning into the makeshift gag they'd stuffed in her mouth. Trying again in vain to pull her head or hands out of the metal pillory they'd locked her in a few days ago.

"Fuck!" Lucy squealed into the gag as yet another goblin slammed himself into her cum-soaked cunt. She'd lost track of how many goblins had raped her in this position, but enough to where she was now standing in a gross mixture of cum, sweat, and her own juices; not to mention how she was half delirious from lack of sleep and near constant cocks.

*"There is not enough alcohol in the world to make me forget this*" She bemoaned in her mind as felt the goblin inside her finish and another goblin step up behind her, his cock prodding at her ass, which she would normally care about but she was to loose at the moment to care much which hole they fucked, a thought that she really did not want to dwell on.

A group of goblins approached Lucy which drew her attention, each on chittering and cackling as they surrounded one goblin in the middle who seemed somewhat important or atleast higher status. She had no idea how goblin society worked and thought the world would be better off if the small cruel creatures were exterminated.

"See here boys, this one is my new slave!" He cackled and pointed up as the group stood underneath Lucy, giving her a good view of each one. "But I have big plans for her, she is after all a strong adventurer and will need to be broken right!" He said continuing laughing.

"*Vile Creatures*" Lucy thought as she studied them up close, again struggling against the pillory as if this time it would break and wishing she could spit on the monsters.

"How are you gonna do that Boss? She's been pretty resilient on the pillory!" One of the goblins piped up with curiosity.

"Pretty loose to!" Another goblin said to a cackle from the group.

"We can fix that" The Boss snapped with an evil smile on his face. "Brand the whore and dress her in our slave breaking gear, then bring her back to me and we can start the training." He barked to his minions before looking up at Lucy, cruelty on his face. "And you Cunt, I know you can understand me, and just know you'll learn to be an obedient whore or you'll wish you were dead as a warg fuckhole." Puncuating his threat by walking over to Lucy's tits and giving them both a harsh tug, causing Lucy to wail and squirm in pain.

"Fuck you!" Lucy screamed into her gag, only delighting the goblin as he turned to leave....

Dark Elves are the grand prize captive among goblins as unlike humans who's wombs dry up after a half dozen goblin spawning. Dark Elves can breed goblins forever, this coupled with their gift of elven life means that a goblin hovel can go from a small inconvenience to an infestation with just one captured dark elf. 

Cedhe, knew this, every dark elf knew this, it was instilled in their upbringing to never *ever* be captured by goblins even if it meant taking their own life. However when It came down to it, be captured or ensure they could never take a dark elf alive, she couldn't do it. These thoughts, her weakness, weighted on her as she swung gently, naked, hogtied and suspended between a group of six goblins. Her feet brushing against the dirt as the goblins hurriedly ferried her to their hovel. 

It wasn't long before night was upon the group of goblins and their dark elf prize and while it was clear to Cedhe that the leader wanted to press on, not wanting to risk losing their invaluable captive, the others were to tired to continuing carrying the large elf and he eventually gave up. 

Cedhe grunted as the goblins dropped her without ceremony into the dirt, her body colliding hard against the ground and unable to break her fall in her bound state. She struggled to even look at the six goblins surrounding her as the leader started to bark something in goblin, a language Cedhe wished she understood. 

Then Cedhe watched in horror as all six goblins disrobed as if a signal had been made and she was forced to look at each of their gross green cocks. She squealed like and animal in protest into the rope that was painfully biting into her lips, loudly trying to be heard by anyone that wasnt the goblins. Fear gripped her as the goblin leader said something that sounded like a prayer as he started to move behind her. Her body was trembling and she knew what was coming, what fate had in store for her. She couldn't control her body, soiling herself in fear as the goblin leader grabbed her hips. 

The six goblins all cackled, pointing and laughing at her, which only made Cedhe feel more humiliated, she wished she could run, hide, or atleast cover her face as the goblins mocked her. After the mocking subsided, a flask of ice cold water was dumped on her rear, sending shocks and shivers through her body and before she knew it the goblin leader was inside her cackling with glee as he was cheered on by the other goblins. 

In his excitement the goblin leader did not last long, none of them did and besides a shift of guards they all quickly passed out after fucking her. Cedhe however was traumatized, she could feel the goblin's seed oozing out of her well fucked cunt, knowing their hyper-fertile sperm was working its way into her body to produce the first batch of goblin spawn. She sobbed all night as the goblins slept around her and before she knew it sun was shining through the trees and she was quickly hoisted back on the goblin's shoulders and marched with renewed vigor towards their hovel.

Lucy groaned as she was awoken to her swollen, leaky, and achy breasts on another hellish morning in the Goblin Hovel. She let out a sigh as she pushed off a few arms and legs of other sleeping or slightly stirring slaves in the pile of flesh they all slept in as she moved across their bodies to the entrance. It was simply easier on her life to make it easier for the goblins to find her in the mornings, there was no where to hide and hiding only made it so she was captured *and* punished. She took her place among the other slaves waiting near the entrance, not bothering to look anyone in the eye, they were all broken.

It wasn't long before the goblins appeared at the mouth of their cave and rounded up the slaves in need of milking. More goblins funneled in behind them, snatching sleeping slaves and carrying them out to serve in other places in the hovel. Lucy wasn't sure what fate was worse as she was marched to her daily milking followed by a day on the goblin breeding benches....

Elizabeth watched as Lucy and the other milk filled slaves were marched off through the mouth of the cave she shuddered to think of being reduced to little more than a cow and wondered how those girls lived with themselves being milked and pushing out goblin spawn, it made her shudder though she knew eventually she'd be joining them, all slaves ended their lives as goblin breeding stock. But today as she was filed into her group, it looked like she was going to the mines.

To Elizabeth, the one benefit of the mines was that she was expected to work and not to be a goblin fuckdoll, which she'd take any day of the week over being forced to gargle goblin cock. Even if the hobgoblin task masters whipped her for fun and she was forced to work for twenty of the twenty four hours in a day or until they collapsed on the ground in exhaustion. As long as Elizabeth wasn't the first to collapse she usually managed to dodge an evening as the taskmaster's toy. She steeled herself for another day of hard work as all the slaves were selected and slowly marched out of the slave-pits and towards the mines....

Nancy awoke to rough goblin hands fishing her out out of the slave pits and throwing her in several cramped but individual cages awaiting her and a few other girls just outside their enclosure. Being a fresh slave and both small in stature and breast, she'd been selected to become a goblin pet. She would not return to the slave pits and instead would undergo intensive reprogramming at the hands of an experienced goblin slaves. Destroying the girl within and replacing her psyche with a more useful pet. She would serve various uses in the goblin hovel from companionship, scouting, ancillary combat, and warg mate.

Not far behind Nancy was Charlotte, a tall powerful looking former warrior who still held her head high despite the goblin abuse. Though if you talked to her in the hushed whispers in the middle of the night, she was close to breaking. That did not matter now however as she'd been selected for a presidious role, a goblin mount. One of the only ways for humans to ever leave the ever growing goblin hive, though with a goblin controlling, it was still considered by some slaves the best fate, though only those tall and strong enough were selected to be broken to the goblin's bit....

Isabella was apart of the final group of slaves in the pit, all designed as goblin toys, servants, or simply objects of abuse for the day. They were the lowest of the slaves, often experimented on or tortured for the amusement of the goblins. Serving as dancers, blowjob dolls, maids, training dummies, paindolls, or worse. Isabella had been desperate to break above her station, dying to go back to the breeding halls and the *easy* life that it had been in comparison, but she no longer had any milk and did not seem able to produce any more spawn. She fought back tears as she was marched out of the slave pits, knowing today was going to be rough....

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I'd love to explore the life of a slave in a goblin hovel and her are my small vignettes of what it could be like!