Perils of Adventure Ch.01 - Silke - Sex Stories

Perils of Adventure Ch.01 - Silke

... pitifully as she watched her conqueror pull out of her and stagger back, lusts momentarily sated. Instead of tracking him, though, her eyes lingered on her own gash, watching as a few dollops of viscous gray slime trickled out. She couldn't help but wonder whether that single load was already enough, whether the goblin leader had already sealed its victory in her womb and her fate along with it. Not that it would really make a difference. There was, after all, no shortage of greenskins waiting to take their turn with her. Unless Silke's friends somehow managed to rescue her, a prospect that seemed unlikely given all her captors had proven themselves capable of, they would continue to use her again and again until eventually their seed took. Whether that moment came in an hour, a day, a week, a month... it would matter little in the end.

So absorbed our luckless thief was in her own thoughts that she scarcely even noticed a second goblin striding to her entrance and lining himself up. A little yelp of surprise escaped the girl's lips as his battering ram breached her gates, the sudden pain causing her eyes to refocus on the new threat. The new goblin was a little taller than the first, a little leaner, but no less ruthless. Still, his predecessor's leavings rendered her passage just lubricated enough to make her second fuck of the evening less agonizing than the first, if only by a little. Before she knew it the second goblin was shooting off his own load, adding it to ...

... the small sea of monstrous seed already pooling within her body.

The moment in which she witnessed a third rough, gray-green cock lining up against her snatch was that in which Silke abandoned what few shreds remained of her dignity. The dark-haired adventuress wailed like a starving babe, her supple form thrashing wildly against the grip of so many captors as keening cries ricocheted off the hard stone walls all around. The display did her little good, though, pitted as it was against the combined might of more than a dozen goblins. Those clutching her ankles kept them pinned tight against the ground, leaving her legs unable to do anything more than shake helplessly from side to side. Those restraining her wrists proved just as stalwart, their shared strength more than sufficient to maintain such firm control that her struggles served only to make her modest tits dance delightfully atop her chest. In the end her protests only encouraged the cackling little fiends. While most looked on and laughed, one of the more adventurous among their number, one whose attention had zeroed in on the thief's bouncing breasts, hopped astride her stomach and made to ride her like a ranchhand would a wild mare yet to be saddlebroken.

While her latest assailant rutted away inside Silke's cunt, the brave goblin which had leaped atop her thrashing body hastily began stripping off the few leather scraps it wore to reveal a cock only marginally smaller than the first she had witnessed some ...