Perils of Adventure Ch.01 - Silke - Sex Stories

Perils of Adventure Ch.01 - Silke

... minutes before. Cackling maniacally, the green devil slapped its length down between his victim's modest breasts and began to hump. Even once he had taken hold of those mounds of flesh and pulled them as tight together as he could manage, though, they barely wrapped even halfway around his member. It was the crying thief's very first titjob, her lackluster chest having ensured no human lover had ever attempted such an endeavor. She was far more accustomed to being bent over and having her near-boyish rump enjoyed from behind, or dropping to her knees and performing with her mouth.

It was the latter of those skillsets which the greenskins decided to test next. The rider straddling Silke's chest was still hooting and howling like mad when another of the fiends appeared at the corner of her vision, though his counterpart between her legs had already finished satisfying himself and deposited his contribution to her pool of potential offspring only to be replaced by a fourth she couldn't so much as see. She could, however, see the goblin approaching her head, his vile cock already dangling openly between his legs. When the monster arrived and began to smack that fleshy rod against her face, all the captive thief could do was yelp girlishly, close her eyes, and wait for him to stop.

So blinded, Silke didn't realize what was about to happen until it was already too late. Suddenly there was something being shoved into her protesting mouth. It wasn't thick and fleshy as ...

... expected, though, but thin and stiff with a sharp curve to it. By the time she realized what it was for, the wooden ring was already lodged behind her upper teeth. Even as she tried to clamp her jaw shut and push at the offending object with her tongue, spindly fingers were already at the corners of her mouth prying it open. From there it was little challenge for the goblins to finish positioning the cruel instrument and mere moments later she could feel a pair of cloth straps being tied together behind her head to secure it in place.

With the cruel ring stretching her jaws achingly wide, Silke was rendered mute and helpless as she gazed up at the goblin looming over her face with wide, vulnerable eyes. In a way she was hurt that they hadn't even offered her a chance to cooperate, just jamming the tool in her mouth to render her harmless instead. It was as if she wasn't even a thinking creature in their eyes, just a shapely sack of flesh with some particularly entertaining bits rather than a person to be reasoned with. It wasn't like she would have bitten the goblin. What would have been the point? Against just one or two attackers doing so might have been tempting. But with dozens? All she could have hoped to accomplish was to anger them and earn herself the beating to end all beatings. She knew that. Her assailants, though, didn't seem to care. Somehow, despite all they had already done, that indifference stung the young thief.

Barely a moment passed between the ring being ...