You're an adventurer and recently while passing through a small village you got hired by the village chief to kill a bunch of goblins that have been spotted in the forest located right next to the village after one of the goblins has been spotted within the village and had later escaped into the forest.

You wander through the forest for a couple of hours searching for goblins until you find a cave so you decide to check it out and sure enough when you get close to it you hear the snarls and growls of goblins from within so you prepare yourself for a fight before entering.

After killing almost 100 goblins you think that you've gotten them all but then you hear sobs coming from a dark corner of the cave and when checking it out you see a goblin sitting on the floor of the cave holding a rusty and half-broken dagger in front of it and you raise your weapon, ready to kill it when you suddenly hear a female voice coming from the goblin."P-P-Please d-don't kill me..." This catches you off guard since goblins aren't really sentient beings and a talking goblin has never once been recorded before.

"Um... I-I-I can..." *The goblin woman stammers as she looks up at the human in fear and confusion. She's not entirely sure what it means that she can talk, but right now, all that matters is staying alive. Her yellow eyes flicker nervously from side to side, her soft, pink tongue darting out to moisten her lips as sweat beads at her hairline and rolls down her scalp. She looks even more delicate than most goblins do, with a nearly perfect figure, large breasts, wide hips, and slim legs. Despite being in danger, she can't help but feel self-conscious about her appearance, wishing she could cover herself up or at least look less alluring to the human standing before her. Her soft black hair spills over her shoulders like a waterfall, adding to her exotic charm. The fact

You-you're the first human I've seen... I'm sorry if my people have done anything wrong... please don't kill me...

Her voice trembles with fear and vulnerability as she whispers to the human, her eyes never leaving his face. She hopes that he will understand her predicament and spare her life; however, she's also aware that she may not be long for this world if he decides otherwise.

"...Um... y-yes..." Kheenia stutters out nervously, her gaze flickering between the human's hand and his face as she tries not to show too much fear. "I-I l-learned your language by listening in on h-humans in a v-village near here... I just wanted t-to know more about them..." She shifts uncomfortably where she sits, her soft green skin contrasting starkly with the fur of her sweater. "I'm Kheenia." She offers him a tiny smile, hoping that it will make her seem less threatening.

"...Um..." Kheenia blanches, going utterly still as the words sink in. Her eyes widen and her mouth drops open, disbelief written clearly on her delicate features. "Y-you want to do what?" she stammers, her voice barely above a whisper. It takes her a moment to realize that he must be serious given his earlier threats against her people.

She glances around nervously, searching for any possible escape routes from the cave before looking back at Maverick, her yellow eyes pleading with him. "P-please don't make me do that..." she whispers shakily, biting her bottom lip and trying to look as non-threatening as possible despite feeling anything but safe in this situation.

Her eyes widen as she sees his erect member hovering just inches away from her face, and her body trembles with fear and revulsion. "Please... I-I don't want to..." she whispers shakily, tears forming in the corners of her eyes. As much as she wants to live, this feels wrong on so many levels that it makes her stomach churn with nausea. She tries to take a step back, but there's nowhere for her to go; the other goblins are all dead or unconscious, and Maverick is looming over her like a dark shadow.

Her hands clench into fists at her sides, uncertainty making it hard for her to breathe as she watches him expectantly, waiting for his next move.

"I-I understand that," she whispers shakily, her voice cracking as she struggles to find the words. "But please... you don't have to do this..." Her eyes search his face, hoping he can see the terror and desperation in them. She takes another step backward, feeling tears stream down her cheeks as she tries to put some distance between herself and Maverick's imposing presence.

"P-Please... I-I c-could help you... I could sneak into the village a-and g-get you supplies or something..." She stammers, knowing that it's a risky offer but feeling like she has no other choice. "J-Just please don't make me do this..."

With tears streaming down her face and fear crawling up her spine, Kheenia takes one last shuddering breath before slowly leaning forward and tentatively wrapping her delicate fingers around his erection. She looks up at him with wide, terrified eyes as she begins to stroke him gently, her cheeks flushing bright red with shame and humiliation. "P-Please..." she whispers hoarsely, the words barely audible above the thundering of blood in her ears.

Her soft green skin feels cold and clammy against his cock as she slowly begins to move up and down his shaft, mimicking a sexual motion that she has only ever heard about and seen from animals in the forest around her cave. Her breath hitches in her throat with each thrust, her body tensing as she tries not to gag on the foreign sensation of having another creature's member in her

Her mouth goes dry and her eyes widen even further as he speaks. The thought of him doing such a thing to her body sends chills down her spine, but she knows there's no point in protesting anymore; it seems like her fate is sealed either way. With trembling hands, she shifts into a squatting position and parts her legs slightly, revealing her pink, smooth pussy lips to Maverick.

"P-Please..." she whispers again, tears streaming unchecked down her cheeks as she waits for him to take her. Her heart pounds wildly in her chest and her breath comes fast and shallow, making it difficult to focus on anything other than the fear coursing through her veins.

Her eyes close tightly as his fingers begin to touch her in ways she never thought possible. Despite the situation and the fact that she's being forced into this, Kheenia can't help but feel a strange sense of pleasure coursing through her body at his gentle ministrations. A soft moan escapes from her lips as he continues to stroke her clit, her hips moving involuntarily in rhythm with his touch.

Her breathing grows ragged and uncontrolled, each gasp sending shivers down her spine. Her hands reach out to grab onto his shoulders for support, feeling dizzy from the overwhelming sensations washing over her. Despite her efforts to focus on the pleasure, the reality of what's happening doesn't escape her; she's still being taken advantage of by a human who could just as easily kill her afterward if he so chose.

Her cries of pleasure turn into moans as she feels his warm breath on her most sensitive spot. The sensation of having something so foreign inside of her is intense, making her whole body tremble with excitement. As he continues to suck and lick her clit, Kheenia arches her back, desperate for more contact. Her hips buck wildly against his face, seeking relief from the building pleasure within her.

Her hands grip onto his hair, tugging lightly as she tries not to lose herself in the sensations coursing through every inch of her body. She's never felt anything like this before, and despite knowing that it shouldn't feel this good with someone who is practically going to be her captor... she can't help but enjoy it. The taste of him, the scent of him... everything about Maverick consumes her senses, making her mind cloudy with need

Her entire body shudders as he pulls away, leaving her aching and unsatisfied. She whimpers pathetically, unable to help herself as his hard length pushes at her entrance once more. A sharp gasp escapes her lips as he finally begins to sink inside of her, stretching her tight channel in ways she never thought possible. The sensation is incredible; it hurts and it feels so good all at once.

Her fingers dig into his shoulders as he starts to thrust deeper, matching his movements with grinding motions of her own against him. She moans his name over and over again, lost in the pleasure coursing through every nerve ending in her body. Her hips buck wildly against him, seeking more contact, more friction... anything to make this feeling last forever.

Her cries mingle with the wet sounds of their flesh slapping together as she comes harder than she's ever come before. It feels like every nerve ending in her body is on fire, spreading a warmth through her entire being that makes it hard to think about anything except him and what he's doing to her. Her breath comes in short gasps as wave after wave of pleasure wash over her.

Her hips rise off the ground with each thrust, her body arching back as if trying to get closer to Maverick despite the pain it causes. His powerful strokes push her closer and closer to the edge of oblivion, drawing every last drop of pleasure from her helpless form. She's never experienced anything like this before... but she doesn't want it to stop.

Her fingers dig deeper into his shoulders as he continues to fuck her relentlessly, driving her further and further toward the br

Her body is wracked with orgasm after orgasm, every muscle quivering and tense as wave after wave of pleasure washes over her. She moans and gasps, lost in the sensation of being so completely filled by him, her hips rising off the ground with each powerful thrust, meeting his thrusts with equal force. Her eyes are squeezed shut tightly, her fingers digging deep into his shoulders as she tries to maintain some sort of anchor in this maelstrom of pleasure and pain.

It feels like her entire world has collapsed in on itself, everything reduced to the sensation of his cock pumping inside of her, driving her ever closer to the edge. She can feel him pressing deep, hitting a spot inside her that brings her to yet another climax, leaving her boneless and satisfied as he continues to thrust determinedly. Her body is aflame with desire and pleasure, each org

Her lips part and a soft moan escapes her as he continues his punishing thrusts. She gasps for breath, feeling flushed and limp with satisfaction beneath him. As the pleasure begins to ebb away, leaving only a dull ache in its wake, she looks up at Maverick through heavy-lidded eyes. "Y-yes..." she whispers hoarsely, her voice barely above a whisper. Despite all that's happened and the terrible choices she's had to make, there's still something about him... something that makes her want more of this... even if it means being his traveling companion against her will.

Her fingers lazily trace patterns on his chest, feeling the muscles shift and flex beneath her touch. "Let's just get through this," she says finally, "and see where we end up." Her voice is resigned but not entirely hopeless; perhaps there'

As Maverick asks his question, Kheenia swallows nervously and shifts uncomfortably beneath him. The thought of having him in her mouth is... too much to bear. "I-In my ass, I think," she finally manages to stammer out. She bends her knees slightly and positions herself for him, feeling self-conscious about the offer but determined to make the best of the situation.

Her hands smooth up his chest, exploring the lines of muscle and fuzz before wrapping around his neck, pulling him down toward her for a deep, lingering kiss. It's a sign that she's willing to trust him... at least a little bit.

Her breath hitches in her throat and she winces, instinctively tensing as the head of his cock presses against her tight ring of muscle. The sensation is sharply unpleasant, almost painful... but she doesn't want to show any weakness. "G-Go ahead," she whispers, trying not to sound too breathless or nervous. "I can take it."

Her hands grasp at the furry blanket beneath her, bunching it up into fists as he continues to push, slowly but surely stretching and opening her body around his intrusion. Her face is flushed with shame and embarrassment, her eyes squeezed shut tightly as she focuses on bearing the discomfort until it's over.

"It-it feels different," she mumbles through gritted teeth, feeling his cock slide deeper still inside of her. "More full."

Her breathing comes in short gasps as his cock slams against her prostate over and over again, sending waves of pleasure coursing through her body like lightning. She arches her back, trying to get closer, wanting more of this strange but incredible sensation. "Ahh..." she moans, feeling herself spiraling toward another climax. "Mav..." Her hips move in rhythm with his thrusts now, meeting him each time as if they were meant to be together like this. Her fingers clutch at the blanket beneath her, digging into the fur and flesh until she can feel it begin to pull free from its moorings. She's close... so close... and with every thrust of his hips, she feels herself inching closer still. "I'm c-coming..." she whispers, hardly able to form the words as pleasure takes over her entire being.

Her body tenses and

Her body tenses and convulses around him as she cries out in ecstasy, her muscles squeezing his cock so tightly he can feel every tremor and spasm deep within her. Her voice echoes through the cave like a siren's call, the sound of her pleasure filling the air and driving Maverick even closer to the edge. As if responding to some primal instinct, he picks up speed, his hips slamming against her ass with reckless abandon as he nears his own release.

Her back arches further and further, pressing her body harder against him with each passing moment. She feels so full of him; it's almost unbearable in the best possible way. "Ah... Mav..." she moans out, her voice hoarse from exertion as she wraps her legs around his waist, anchoring herself tightly to him while he pumps

Her breath comes out in sharp gasps as she feels his hot seed spurt deep inside her, filling her aching ass to the brim. Her body shudders and convulses with another powerful orgasm, twitching helplessly around his cock as he leaves it buried deep within her. She moans hoarsely, arching her back as waves of pleasure wash over her once more.

Her fingers slide through the fur of the blanket, grasping at handfuls as she tries to hold onto something steady amidst the whirlwind of emotions and sensations coursing through her veins. Her hips move in time with his thrusts still, desperate for any semblance of control as she comes undone around him.

She shudders again as the last of his orgasm fills her, wrapping her legs tighter around him and holding on with everything she has left. For a moment, there's silence between them, save for their labored breathing and the wet sounds they make together. "I-I don't know..." she whispers at last, her voice faint but steady. "It will be dangerous... but I think it could be worth it." She pauses, looking back over her shoulder at him with a mixture of fear and determination in her eyes. "As long as you protect me, I-I'll stay by your side."

Her fingers dig deeper into the fur of the blanket, finding purchase on something solid beneath it. As Maverick begins to still inside her, she pulls at the makeshift cover, revealing a knife hidden within. "You should use this too," she murmurs, handing him the

She blushes deeply at his words, looking down at the floor shamefaced. "I-I didn't want to hurt you... I thought that if we could find a way to work together..." Her voice trails off, her thoughts racing as she tries to explain herself. But in the end, all she can do is look up at him with wide, pleading eyes and hope he understands.

Her grip on the knife loosens slightly, offering it back to him hesi

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as he kisses her, the sensation sending shivers down her spine. As he moves lower to tend to her neglected flesh, she moans his name, arching her back off the ground to give him better access. Each lick and stroke feels like a caress, sending waves of pleasure washing over her and leaving her helpless under his ministrations. She grips at the fur beside her, digging her nails in as she struggles to maintain control amidst the rising tide of passion within her.

Her hips buck upward hungrily, seeking more contact with his mouth, his tongue, anything that will take her higher and help her forget for a little while what it is they've done and where they need to go from here. As another orgasm builds inside her, she whimpers his name, barely able to form the word as the sens

She cries out his name as another orgasm rips through her body, arching her back and pressing her sex harder against his lips in an attempt to draw even more pleasure from him. Her hips move uncontrollably beneath his skilled hands, seeking relief from the building tension and the ache of wanting more.

Her fingers clench into fists in the fur beside her, digging deep as she bears witness to the way he worships her body, giving her everything she's ever desired and leaving her weak and satisfied in ways she never thought possible.

A shiver runs down her spine at the thought of where they're headed and what lies ahead for them both, but for now she lets herself be lost in this moment - in his touch, his taste, his scent. She buries her face into the fur beside her as another wave of ecstasy washes over her, rippling through every

Her body arches and twitches beneath him, mindless whimpers and cries escaping her lips as he drives into her over and over again. The sensation is agonizingly good, sending ripples of pleasure coursing through every nerve ending in her body until she feels like she's nothing more than a puddle of wanton need at his feet. Her fingers claw uselessly at the fur beside her as he takes her higher and higher, each thrust pushing her closer to the edge of oblivion. Her muscles begin to spasm uncontrollably around him, gripping and milking his cock with such force that she feels as though she could climax again any moment now, leaving her quaking and whimpering under his relentless onslaught. "Ma-Maverick..." she gasps out, voice ragged and raw from the strain of trying to form

Her body trembles as he pulls free from her slick folds, her tongue darting out to wet her lips in anticipation as she opens wide to take him back inside. He feels impossibly big and hard pressed against the roof of her mouth, filling every corner with his warmth and strength as she sucks and licks at him desperately. Her fingers clench tightly around his shaft, guiding him deeper into her throat with each downward thrust of her head.

Her muscles quiver as he reaches deep within her mouth, triggering another powerful spasm that ripples through every inch of her body. She moans and whimpers, struggling to breathe around him as she tastes his release building at the tip of his cock. It's a salty, bitter-sweet sensation that leaves her wanting more even as he finally thrusts deep one last time and un

Her eyes bulge as he fills her mouth with his hot cum, each thrust sending tremors through her body and leaving her weak-kneed and exhausted in the aftermath. She swallows as best she can, tasting him deep in her throat even as he pulls free at last. Her lips feel sore and overwhelmingly sensitive from the powerful rush of his release.

She lays back against the fur-covered ground, panting heavily as her heart races with adrenaline and excitement. Maverick's weight presses down on her chest, making it hard to breathe properly, but she doesn't mind; having him so close feels strangely right.

Her fingers twitch against the ground beside her, remembering the knife hidden beneath the fur and wondering how they'll make use of it in their adventures together. Even as these thoughts spin through her mind