Shajstra, bounty hunter of the Southern Ravishome Guild, cautiously peered out from her concealed position and got the first glimpse of her target.

The abandoned keep was still several miles away nestled in a small valley and protected by a natural fast flowing river. It was no doubt the location of her quarry. She had easily tracked the Goblins to this location, their sour stench and footprints were everywhere.

Must be a small raiding party to have come so far south from their mountainous home in the Varkil Mountains. Goblins rarely travelled in large units as they were too disorganised and skittish but raiding parties could have close to a hundred warriors. Shajstra would have to approach this mission stealthily and with a great deal of care.

There were no signs of movement around the keep, no sentries had been posted on the ground but the high towers were cloaked in darkness. Goblins were notoriously sloppy when it came to patrolling - especially when they had entertainment to draw their attention. They did have far better night vision then Shajstra's own human eyes though so one false move and the entire raid party would be alerted.

Satisfied that the route to the keep was clear, she drew back into her makeshift camp, a small enclosed outcropping of rock which shielded her from view of the keep. She still dared not start a campfire for fear of alerting the Goblins to her presence but she needed light to prepare.

She withdrew a small clear stone from a pocket and gently brought it to her lips and uttered a soft word in Elvish, 'Elila'.

The small stone immediately pulsed and grew warm in her hand, a soft white light emanating from the center to cast a faint pale light upon the rocks around her. Shajstra wasted no time in digging through her pack for the piece of parchment she sought.

She hastily unrolled it and read the bounty posting one last time which had been handed to her from the Guildmaster back in Ravishome.

We seek your help!

Our beloved daughter has gone missing. We don't know how or by whom but she was last seen near the forest on the city outskirts. She is a brown haired girl of medium height and 20 winters old.

Reward is 200 gold crowns.

Please bring her back safely!

There was no signature or seal on the parchment, there never was. Only the Guildmaster and some of the higher ranking officials knew the details of the bounty requests. The hunters, like Shajstra, just got handed the details.

The Guild preferred it that way, claimed it reduced their hunter's conscience when carrying out jobs. The reward was quite modest by Guild standards, Shajstra suspected they were a poor working family but then second guessing her client wasn't her job. Once she returned to the Guild with news of a Goblin raiding party, the Guildmaster would up the price for sure. If they couldn't pay then the girl would be held as collateral until they could.

One hostage situation to another...

Satisfied that a female of twenty would not be hard to find in an abandoned keep, Shajstra tucked the parchment away. She pocketed the light stone which softly hummed and winked out before fastening her travel cloak and pulling the hood up over her face. It was time to pay the Goblins a visit to see what they had done with the missing girl.

Shajstra hugged the tree line as she made her way down the path to the old keep. The signs that the Goblins had come this way became more and more evident as she saw crushed vegetation and stinking piles of excrement everywhere.

These creatures were no better than rats and they stank just as bad sometimes. Shajstra ducked further into the trees as she approached the keep, she still couldn't afford to be spotted until she had infiltrated the ruins. The goblins would likely kill the girl in their panic and then flee and she would be one hostage short of a reward.

As she made her way silently through the forest she picked up on sounds from the keep, only vague but it sounded like the manic chattering of Goblins. She could also discern some faint lights from several high locations. The light was static, a guard carrying a burning torch would be moving. Most of the light sources were located on the the opposite side to where she was approaching from.

So far so good.

As the trees began to thin, Shajstra ducked behind a large gorse bush and surveyed the keep. It was no more than a hundred paces away now but a wide river flowed between her and the crumbling stone walls. It was not a fast flowing rover but it looked deep enough that she would need to swim.

The river surface rippled like black ink as she watched the keep for any sign of movement. Once she was satisfied she dropped her pack and unfastened the clasp to her cloak. She would have to cross here as the river meandered away into the distance for some way and she had no time to find a crossing.

She reached around her back and unfastened the buckle of her metal bustier which dropped to the ground, releasing her breasts and stiffening her nipples against the chilly night air. Then came the armour on her lower body and finally her boots until she stood before the river completely naked and bathed in moonlight.

She stooped down, feeling the moisture on the ground seep between her toes, and retrieved an oilskin from her pack. She deftly layed it out and placed her armour and sword in them before expertly rolling it and and tieing it with string. She had learned long ago that water and amrour did not mix. An old Guild member once taught her that...he had drowned before her eyes when his armour had snagged on a rock.

Shajstra pushed her pack into the bush so it could not be seen and then readied herself. She had never been used to freezing water and diving in could attract unnecessary attention. So she carefully stepped into the dark waters until she was ankle deep, the frigid liquid clamping her skin.

She bent and drew some water onto her hands, rubbing it over her body to try and brace herself for the cold shock. She took a deep breath and waded in, oilskin clutched to her chest. She closed her eyes as the water engulfed her thighs and tickled her belly, completely swallowing her breasts in it's murky grasp.

Her feet soon lost touch with the muddy riverbed and kicked with her legs, using her free arm stroke quietly through the water. Her supple figure glided across the river, the current was noticeable but not strong enough to cause her trouble. She focused on the opposite river bank which was low and sloped up to the walls of the keep.

It was tempting to hurl the oilskin up onto the bank as she drew close but she didn't want to create any unessary noise. Instead, she ignored her tiring muscles until her feet touched squelchy mud an she scrambled up the bank and onto an area of prickly grass and rocks.

Shajstra leaned up against the keep wall to catch her breath for a while, staying completely still and watching for any signs of trouble.

Nothing.

She wrung out her wet hair and sluiced the excess water from her body as best she could before unfolding the oil skin. Her armour and sword were perfectly dry and she made short work of dressing and re-arming herself.

Now she needed to find a way into the keep to begin her search properly and it wasn't long before she found an open invitation. A rusted and twisted grate, almost perished, was set into the bottom of the keep wall to act as a primitive sewar system. There was enough space for her to squat down and edge through it into the darkness beyond.

A thin film of water trickled past her feet and the rank stench of Goblin assaulted her senses. The tunnel was far too low for her to walk upright so she had to stoop and shuffle along the passage. She stepped on several squishy things which she didn't care to think about until the tunnel widened and she came to a crossroads illuminated by weak wall sconces.

The fire in them burned low so they must have been active for some time. If she followed the trail then it would likely lead her to the lower levels. There were three ways she could proceed but there was a distinct chattering coming from the western passageway.

Shajstra climbed a small ledge and silently made her way further into the keep. The walls and floor were a mixture of stone and dirt which were big enough for her stand at times but mostly she was forced to crawl in order to progress.

The Goblin cacophony was certainly gaining in pitch and volume and Shajstra thought she heard another voice in the midst. Was that a human voice she could hear? The noise proved to be a reliable beacon as she followed the sounds and eventually crawled towards a semi circular set of iron bars at the bottom of a wall.

She flattened herself against the floor and peered through the bars. There was a room beyond resembling some kind of dungeon. Cobwebs clung against old tables and equipment but it was not abandoned. There was a head also in view with brown hair. She had found the hostage, the only trouble was there was no way to get to her.

The poor girl had her back to Shajstra's position and was laying on the grimy floor, most likely unconscious or sleeping. She was naked and stick thin, her skin had a glimmer to it like it was covered in a slick oily substance. Then Shajstra realised the oily substance was pooling around her body in small puddles.

Goblin semen.

They had been using her as a sex slave to entertain themselves. There was no telling how much abuse she had suffered these past few days if that was the case. She was unlikely to be in a fit state to walk out of here without a lot of help.

The girl was breathing, that much Shajstra could tell but she dared not call out to her in case the Goblins were still close by. Their chattering had faded so they must be moving off into another part of the keep. The entrance to the dungeon could not be far, it was only the other side of the wall.

Shajstra continued her crawl where the tunnels split to the left and right, She looked left to see another lit passageway which stretched off into the distance. The entrance to the chamber must be to the right but there was an issue. A whole section of the keep had collapsed and was blocking the way,

The only way around looked to be a small opening in the opposite way which looked as if something had cracked through from the other side. It was not a particularly big gap and Shajstra did not know if she would fit through.

It must be close to the dungeon though, if she got through, there may be another route into the area where the girl was being kept. The hole in the wall was dark and she could barely see beyond it. She felt around on the other side and touched solid ground relieved she would not be falling to her death.

Shajstra passed her sword through the hole in the wall first to avoid it getting caught then she pushed both arms through as if in a dive and squirmed her head and shoulders after. Typically, her breasts got in the way and she had to squash and flatten them as best she could until they flopped through.

One breast escaped her armour as she pulled them through but this was no time for modesty. Her face dropped as she attempted to drag her lower half through. Her hips weren't going to fit through the gap, she was stuck.

Shajstra attempted to back out but the hole in the wall felt like it was clamping onto her and no amount of wriggling or angle offered her an escape.

Just as she was about to curse, her situation got much worse. A maniacial cackle came from where her lower half was exposed back in the lit tunnel. A Goblin! Maybe only one, Shajstra stayed as motionless as she could hoping the creature would not see her prone form.

Her hope was soon shattered as she heard shrill giggling from the other side of the wall. Only one by the sounds of it but bad enough. She was stuck firm and there was a Goblin behind her. Shajstra expected a killing blow at any moment but what happened next was unexpected.

A pair of hands grabbed her buttocks, squeezing them roughly. She clamped her hands over her mouth to stifle her shouts. If she stayed still long enough, the Goblin may get bored although it was showing no signs of that. It's scaly little hands slapped and jiggled her backside to insane laughter. Her thighs received similar attention as the little monster inspected its latest find.

It began to tug and pull at her armour and clothing, eventually managing to shuck down her bottoms to reveal her rear end. She gasped as she felt something moist dart over her vagina. It withdrew quickly but then tickled her anus which made her body convulse.

Shajstra couldn't help but let out a small moan as the Goblin's tongue snaked out and explored her nether regions even further. It was like a slithering worm on her flesh as it probed and tasted her her. The Goblin cackled something and then buried it's whole face against her.

Shajstra gasped as the tip of it's crooked nose entered her anus and it's tongue forced it's way into her vagina where it slithered and wriggled. Instictively, she tried to pull her body away but her stone prison would not give. She thought about kicking out but the Goblin was too close and it would have to be a well aimed kick to have any kind of impact.

As if sensing her thoughts, the Goblin stood on her calf muscles with it's scaly feet to stop her moving. It continued it's oral ministrations, sometimes lapping at her tender areas coarsely and sometimes burying it's face so far into her rear that Shajstra thought it may be trying to shove it's entire head into her.

The Goblin eventually withdrew much to Shajstra's delight but the worst was still to come. There was a small commotion behind her and then something cold and smooth pressed harshly against her anus. Shajstra's hands shot out and braced themselves against the ground as the foreign object violated her. If she would have been able to see through walls she would have seen the Goblin attempting to insert the butt of a short spear into her backside.

She felt the goblin spit on her for extra lubrication as it twisted and turned the spear handle forcefully until her flesh parted and a decent length sunk into her. Shajstra cried out then, her mission temporarily forgotten as the unforgiving wood stretched her. The Goblin chattered in it's own filthy language as it leaned on the spear to apply extra pressure.

It was excruciatingly painful and Shajstra done all she could to relax her muscles to avoid her flesh tearing. Her fingernails dug into the dirt of the ground and she gripped her sword handle tightly with both hands to prevent her from splitting her nails. She didn't know how much of the spear handle was jamming into her anus but it felt like it would burst through her bowels at any moment.

Just as she thought she would pass out a new sensation gripped her. Something hard and hot pressed against her vaginal opening. She had little time to prepare herself as the Goblin's penis thrust into her.

Shajstra shrieked as the two shafts battered her insides, separated only by the flesh of her perineum. The Goblin was having trouble building up rhythm because of the spear in her anus but it continued to thrust roughly nonetheless. It was surprisingly large in girth for it's size and thankfully hadn't managed to insert the entire length in her. It was enough though, what she had taken so far was forcing her to grit her teeth and grunt in pain already.

The goblin was leaning mor and more heavily on the spear as it attempted to pound into her and a sharp pain was developing in her spine. Shajstra had to do soemthing to escape the situation to avoid the creature damaging her permanently. After a particularly disgusting exchange where the Goblin fingered her labia to try and widen the entry, Shajstra struck the wall trapping her with the hilt of her sword.

She timed it well with the Goblin's thrust as a small crack appeared and the tiniest piece of rubble fell away. The Goblin's vigorous movements were loosening the wall! After another seven or eight, she could feel the gap had widened, not much but enough that she would move her hips.

Now she just had to be patient as she braced her feet and bunched her legs muscles. Shajstra waited as long as she could bear it and as the Goblin withdrew it's filthy penis almost fully for a violent re-entry, she pushed herself forward.

Her backside scraped the coarse wall but it went through cleanly along with her upper thighs. Unfortunately for the Goblin, it's violent copulation met empty air and it pitche forward straight into the sharpened spear point which still protruded from Shajstra's rear end.

The tip pierced through the Goblin's eye and slid into it's tiny brain, killing it instantly. The lifeless form pushed even more weight onto the wedged spear. Shajstra cried out and quickly scrambled forward to alleviate the pressure. Fortunately, the spear slid from the Goblin skull and she was able to reach around and start to remove the wooden handle from her insides.

She had no idea something could be jammed so deep inside a human body. Shajstra gripped the spear with one hand and gently twisted and pulled until the haft began to inch out of her flesh. With a grimace, she gave a final tug and the weapon clattered to the floor. She collapsed on her side, breathing heavily as she felt between her legs for any damage.

The light was dim but her fingers looked clean of blood although her back passage was spasming badly and her vagina felt sore and bruised. She could not afford to wallow in self pity though, it was likely the girl she had seen in the dungeon had been subjected to far worse than her own ordeal.

Shajstra adjusted her clothing quickly, pushing her exposed breast back into her bustier and redressing her lower half as well. As an afterthought, she reached back through the hole and dragged the dead Goblin through to her side. The tunnels were still well lit and she didn't want another of this one's comrades to stumble upon it.

As she pulled the Goblin through and tucked it into the corner, a high pitched squel emitted from the tunnels. Shajstra looked through the wall and saw some shadows playing eccentrically against the wall.

Damn! More Goblins!

She backed away instinctively for a few steps before remembering she was walking into unknown darkness. One foot wobbled when it met thin air and she twisted to try and regain her balance. She failed and found herself tumbling over and then there was a sensation of sliding.

Sliding because she seemed to be travelling uncontrollably down a steep slope. She kept a grip of her sword and tried to stop her descent with arms, legs and anything that might slow her down. It seemed to last forever but was only moments as she was harshly ejected into a room feet first.

She saw light first but then it was consumed by a jumble of old clothes, barrels and a rotten pile of straw as her body rolled into the junk. Shajstra tried to roll with the fall, releasing her sword to avoid slicing herself with the honed blade. She came to rest against a stack of demolished crates and she rolled onto her back with her legs splayed out. She raised her head and found a dozen or more Goblins staring at her over an old wooden table.

A few flagons were resting on the tabletop and the glint of coins was clear to see. Shajstra had interrupted the Goblins who had clearly been placing bets on something. Probably not a red headed human tumbling clumsily into the room that was for sure. There was deathly silence in the room until one Goblin pointed at her and issued a shrill command.

Shajstra was on her feet in a moment as a wave of green skinned bodies rushed over the table towards her. The first launched from the tabletop towards her, scrawny arms extended. Her fist met it's long pointed nose and squashed it flat against the Goblin's face. It's eyes bugged at the pain and the back of it's head cracked against the floor as it dropped like a stone.
A goblin group's great advantage was numbers and Shajstra knew she would have to keep moving to avoid them. Another went fro her legs but she jumped to the left and kicked another between the eyes in one fluid movement. She weaved and spun around another two who collifed and then then shoulder rolled into a third towards her sword.

One of them tried to stop her by aiming a small dirk at her back but it flew harmlessly over her head. Her fingers wrapped around the hilt of her sword and she turned to face the foul little creatures. There was definitely more than a dozen, more like twenty at first glance plus two who were laying fairly still on the ground.

Fine.

Numbers were not going to help them.

The Goblins were confdent as they bunched together, a few armed with primitive clubs and staffs but no blades that she could see. They were hissing and shuffling towards her as a pack, looking to trap her in one corner. So Shajstra done the unexpected, she charged towards them and launched her own larger body into the middle of them.

Some of the Goblins panicked and broke the advance as her larger frame knocked those in the middle to the ground. A few hands tried to grab her but she broke free, slashing once and twice with her sword. A small hand flew from a wrist and another went down with a rent in it's chest.

She was in a constant state of movement now, never standing still as her sword spun and cut low and high. Shrieks filled the air as Goblins were cut down. They began to crash into each other to escape the human who was slaughtering them. Shajstra was giving them no time to gather themselves as she pivoted, thrust and slashed with her blade. She was a blur of motion and a whirlwind of death as Goblin blood stained the ground.

The last few were literally climbing the walls in fear. One of them attempted to scramble up to the tunnel where Shajstra had descended from but she dragged it back to the ground and ran it through with her sword. Another tried to hide among the rubble in the room but her blade pierced through it's back. Two tried to leap at her at once but she countered by going to her knees and slashing at them as they passed over her head, disembowelling both creatures. Their guts spilled out of the wounds and they both flopped around on the floor like stranded fish. She ended them quickly and moved onto the next.

A spear jabbed at her face which she narrowly avoided. It looked similar to the one she had been violated with back in the tunnel. Shajstra felt a rage building in her and she hacked the spear in half and swept her sword down hard on the ugly Goblin wielding it. The blow almost cleaved the creature in two as it crunched through it's shoulder and separated flesh and bone almost down to it's groin.

Shajstra scanned around the room and could see no more movement apart from one Goblin who stood on the table. It looked like the one who has issued a command when she first entered the place. She strode towards it expecting it to flee but it just gibbered at her and pointed. She took off it's head with one swipe, dark blood spurting from the stump. It's little body still stood there for a moment, arms jerking like a possessed marionette before it collapsed in a lifeless heap.

She walked around the room, kicking and stabbing as she finished off any of the Goblins who were still alive. There was one without a leg and an arm who was desperately trying to pull itself towards a rustic looking ladder. As if it could actually climb, it managed to grip a rung and haul itself about a foot off the ground before Shajstra ended it's feeble escape attempt.

Satisfied that this band of Goblins would not be giving her any more trouble, she turned her attention to the ladder. It was a sorry looking thing with missing rungs and loops of rope intertwined to keep the rest of it together. However, it did appear to lead up into a hole in the ceiling. Shajstra traced where she had been when she first saw the girl laying in the dungeons and this could very well lead up into that area.

She wiped her blade clean and sheathed it, looking back at the tunnel entrance she had entered this room from. There were still Goblins in the keep, she had heard them just before stumbling down here. Perhaps she had got lucky and they were just moving to another part of the keep. Either way, she had to try and move quickly - her presence here was not going to go unnoticed for much longer.

She carefully placed one foot on the ladder to test it would hold and then slowly ascended. The ladder creaked and moaned, a couple of rungs shifted in her grip but she eventually poked her head up into the dungeon area she had seen earlier. The girl was still laying where she had last seen her. Shajstra lifted herself through the hole (which was more then large enough for her this time) and walked over to the hostage.

The girl was breathing but her body was covered with small cuts and bruises. Her skin was definitely glazed with Goblin semen - the cruel little creatures had certainly been abusing her for some time. She was a thin girl with tiny breasts and pale skin whose hair was frayed and wild as if the Goblins had attempted to pull it from the roots.

Shajstra brushed some of the tangled hair away from her face noticing one eye was swollen shut with an egg shaped bruise above the eyebrow. She bent down and whispered into the girls's ear, 'Can you hear me?'

Shajstra gently slapped her cheeks in an attempt to rouse her. When that failed she carefully lifted her shoulder and sat her up against a cracked old tabletop overturned on its side. She looked at the girl and sighed, this would have been easier had she been able to walk. She dare not risk staying here too long so she would carry her out.

As Shajstra lifted the girl's arm and went to drape it over her own shoulder, her good eye shot open mere inches from Shajstra's own. The pupil widened and the girl let out the most awful scream of despair Shajstra had ever heard. She clmaped a hand over the girl's mouth but she bit down hard on the bounty hunters thumb. The wailing continued as the girl sprung to her feet, knocking her would be rescuer to her back and sprinted to the far side of the room.

Before Shajstra could even shout a warning, the girl plunged down the hole in the floor in mid sprint. Her velocity drove her forward and she cracked her chin on the edge, her head snapping back and her body tumbled from view. The scream followed her down the short fall and then was abruptly cut short as her body landed with an audible thud and crunch.

Shajstra winced, it didn't sound good for the hostage. She doubted she had survived the fall. A cacophony of cackling suddenly erupted through the room and a two bright glows cam rushing towards the room which were visible from the small barred windows.

Shit! That scream must have alerted the whole war band!

Shajstra could see the small bodies clambering over each other outside in their haste to get in the room. She scrambled up lunging towards the hole in the floor. She slid her torso through the hole but suddenly hands grabbed her legs and hauled her back in the room. She got a glimpse of the girl was sprawled awkwardly on the floor with her neck at an unnatural angle. Blood seeped from her nostril and her eyes stared into space.

It was the last human face she'd see for a while as the Goblins hauled Shajstra back into the torture room. Their little scaly hands groped and prodded her as they passed her among them, unbuckling her sword belt and discarding it. They jabbed at her with weapons, and struck her with kicks and punches until she was forced to drop to her knees and covered her head with her hands.

None of the blows done any serious damage but it was the Goblins way of showing dominance with their greater number. They could kill her at any point if they so wished. The beatings stopped and Shajstra felt the bodies around her gradually move back. She looked past her upraised arms and saw dozens of them crowded into the room holding burning torches and weapons.

Most were half naked and wearing simple loin cloths and had formed a semi-circle around her. They started chattering and giggling among themselves pointing at various members of the group. Five Goblins stepped forwards, removing their loincloths to reveal green erections they began to stroke.

Shajstra shook her head, 'No!' She tried to get to his feet but all five jumped on her and her cries soon became desperate.

The Goblins stripped Shajstra naked, expertly shredding her clothes with their little hands and tossing them into the air like confetti. This made the rest of the war band cheer with glee as they passed the remnants of her clothes around to sniff and rub on themselves.

Although Shajstra was much bigger and stronger than the Goblins individually, a group of them easily overwhelmed her. Two seized her forearms and pinned her to the ground. Another two pulled her legs apart while another leapt onto her sternum and began to masturbate rapidly at the sight of her jiggling breasts as she struggled.

She arched her back trying to break the grip of the Goblins but they held her firm. The one masturbating drove his erection towards her face but she turned her head and the tip brushed her cheek. The Goblin garbled something angrily, turning around and sitting on her face. It's testicles squashed into her nose as it tried to force it's penis into her mouth.

Shajstra resisted as long as possible but she could not breathe through her nose and she could only keep hour mouth clamped shut for so long. As soon as she parted her lips, the Goblin's penis thrust into her mouth, pinning her tongue flat and scraping against her teeth. She gagged and let out a muffled cry as it started to thrust it in and out of her mouth, the tip just touching the back of her throat to trigger her gag reflex.

The two Goblins holding her arms started to slap and knead her breasts. Plucking the nipples painfully and tracing her areolas with their little clawed hands. Not wishing to miss out on the action, one of the Goblins holding her leg shifted its grip nearer her thigh and began to lick her vaginal opening with its forked tongue. The other was happy to watch and rub its erection against her inner thigh.

The duo pinning her arms forced her hands onto their penises, encouraging her to stroke the shafts. Her lack of willingness cause the Goblin deep throating her to start to strangle her. She got the message, they would kill her if she didn't do as they wished. She started to handjob two Goblin cocks at once, letting out muffled cries and squirming as the creature between her legs fingered and probed her womanly parts.

Satisfied that their intimidation tactics had worked, one of the Goblins holding her arm loosed its grip and joined it's companion to use her mouth. They took turns sliding their shafts into her mouth and roughly thrusting deep into her throat while pulling on her hair. She made disgusting gagging and choking noises much to the little creatures delight and they abused her oral orifice.

The Goblin between her legs couldn't resist any long and gripped it's erection to guide it into her vagina. It buried itself deep inside her which made Shajstra grunt in disapproval. The following thrusts were harsh and hard. The Goblins were full of lust and were eager to use her body in every depraved way they possibly could.

The Goblin rubbing against her leg scrabbled over her body, seizing her free hand and urgently wrapped it around his penis. It encouraged her to quickly jerk her hand back and forth while it thrust with it's hips and made small little squealing noises. Thick, white strands of fluid dribbled from the tip of its cock, spilling down her wrists and forearm in sticky clots.

Its companion being stroked by her other hand was not far behind. It tore her hand away and wildly spurted its seed over her bouncing breasts in small white spots. The two at her head began chattering excitedly as both began stroking their erections as they pulled her head around. Shajstra closed her eyes as the first wave of ejaculate coated her lips in a filmy slime and the second erupted against her cheek and trickled down her neck and into her hair.

The last goblin having sex with her was speeding up, it's small testicles bouncing against her anus with gusto. It eventually arched its back, sticking its tongue out and drooling and its disgusting semen soiled her insides and it sloppily withdrew, pointing at its shiny erection and laughing.

The Goblin group dispersed back into the crowd among their brethren to loud cheers and chattering. Shajstra lay there on the stone floor, legs splayed and arms outstretched quivering with the vile after effects of being violated. She wiped the semen from her lips with the back of a hand and raised herself to her elbows. Another six Goblins broke free from the crowd, unbuckling their loincloths.

Shajstra shook her head, whimpering as six more Goblin erections dived towards her. This group wasted no time in using her as an object of desire and it was over in a whirlwind of Goblin flesh and fluids. They made her ride one goblin until it orgasmed inside her while one masturbated and ejaculated on her buttocks.

Another masturbated to climax on her feet while another sandwiched its cock between her breasts and released its semen over her throat. One more decided to cum in her mouth with it's rotten egg stench and another filled her womb with more Goblin spunk after a frenetic pounding.

Shajstra didn't know how many times she was raped that night. The Goblins entertained themselves with her body, using her for their lecherous games and heathen fetishes. Abused and molested, her body wanted to give up many times but she fought with all her might as the entire room filled with creatures to take their turn.

A group of eight stood in a tight circle around her while they forced her to her knees. They took turns using her mouth and ejaculating over her face. She was passed along the lines, restrained from wiping the ooze from her eyes and nose until it appeared like she wore a mask of slime. The next group done her a kindness by urinating on her face to sluice it away and then forcing her face down in the mess to choke and gag.

Her legs were splayed and her private parts were whipped with small straps of leather. They stung and tingled her at the same time, eventually making her bowels lose control and she wet herself much to the amusement of her Goblin captors.

A follow up group took alternate turns in using her vagina and then her anus to expel their dirty semen. She could barely rise by the end of that session, between her legs felt raw and and battered. She eventually passed out after they attempted to double penetrate her in all three orifices at the same time.

She drifted in and out of consciousness after that, waking only briefly see see more Goblin flesh attempting to twist her body into contorted positions while they raped her. Her body did not feel like her own during those experiences. She was numb in places she had never been numb before and some of the acts that she endured was best that she was not coherent.

Long after the last Goblin had left the keep, Shajstra opened a crusted eyelid and then the other. At first she thought she was blind in one eye as she could only see a filmy haze. She rubbed at it with shaking fingers and disturbed a dried layer of semen that had glued her eye shut. She stared at the ceiling for a long time, her mind refusing to kick into motion and allow her to move.

There was a damp pool of congealing fluid beneath her back. Even a slight shift made her wince as it stuck to her skin and sent shivers up her spine. Slowly, her nerve endings started to register and the pain coursed through her body. Her vagina and anus were swollen and felt like razor blades had been inserted inside her. Her jaw ached and the most awful taste filled her mouth. Her entire body was covered in small bruises and scrapes. Her hair was a tangled mess, full of body fluids which should not be there.

A strange noise was coming from somewhere until she realised it was her own throat letting out a soft wheezing groans. She threw her body to the side, away from the dampness and got to her hands and knees. Her body screamed at her, a hundred pinpricks of pain lighting up her nerve endings. Slowly, she began to crawl towards the corner of the room. Her entire body trembled with the effort but her hands eventually gripped the hilt of her discarded sword.

It took several attempts for her fingers to grip it properly but she used it ti gradually raise herself up to her feet despite all kinds of pain in her lower half. Her inner thighs and insides roiled but she stood and staggered into one corner breathing heavily.

As she lay slumped there many thoughts crossed her mind but eventually a smile crept over her face. The Goblins had made a terrible mistake. They had left her alive and a tracker never let her target get the better of her. The girl she was meant to rescue was unfortunately dead but she could offer the family some kind of revenge by hunting the war band.

They had likely fled the keep now and moved onto another location. She would find them though and she would make them pay dearly. She took one step and then another faltering step. Ignoring the fluids running down her legs, each step seemed to give her a little more strength and determination.

She began laughing as she walked down the abandoned corridor. If anybody had seen her then, they may have mistaken her for a crazed maniac scraping her sword slowly along the ground.

A maniac who had revenge on her mind.