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The Adventures of a Pretty Paladin.

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MightyDavidson

Super-Earth
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Aug 5, 2009
There once was a kingdom a long, long time ago in a land far, far away. All manner of cheerful halflings tilled the soil, work their small calloused hands into the loamy soil. It was red, infested with night crawlers, infested with the tears and blood of generations of Proudfoots and Quickpalms, red from all of that love and hate and backbreaking labor. Recently smoke had marked villages, communities, spread out over miles. The King, Lord Wideheel, had called in a few favors with a church that was looking to make a move on the area, one that he had held off with royal decree after royal decree. Pressure had mounted to such a large degree that he was forced to, given the sudden wave of monsters who were crushing his people, crushing his small, bountiful, strategically located kingdom, one that had only remained sovereign through years of carefully applied leverage.

This time, though, the Church of Kossuth was able to make a move that would secure a foothold in the nation one needed to cross through for access to three separate continents. Overland trade was what had made the otherwise small Wideheel Kingdom so wealthy, its taxes fueling the lavish lifestyle of the four foot king, one who's spendthrift ways kept the roads unkempt and their joke of a military completely strapped for cash. The concession that had been drawn from the king for the Church's particular services had been taken with all the joy of pulling fingernails, all of it tied to the orc chieftain being removed from the kingdom. Wideheel was clearly skeptical about the Church's ability, all but shouting his contempt for their hubris from the rooftops...

-A point had to be made. One of the Church's champions- Lady Eliselotte van Edefelt, a staunch paragon of the Order of the Radiant Heart, was promptly dispatched to deal with the problem...While the hallowed Annals of the Knighthood would record the desired result, they certainly wouldn't capture the truth of the matter...

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At first glance, Lady Eliselotte didn't *look* like a paladin. Even in the militant garb of the spartan order, the paladin's inherent loveliness shone through; She was a pale-skinned, almost delicate beauty, her lissome form blessed with soft, sweet curves that drew admiring eyes, her golden hair cascading down her sleek back from a central part...There was an innocence to her, one *quite* at odds by the determination that flickered in those mesmerizing eyes...

When one thinks of paladins, the usual image is that of armored, muscle-bound burly *men* doing some righteous smiting. One does *not* expect an absolutely lovely girl, the blue surplice of the Order molding oh-so-nicely to her lissome form, to be one of them. It's...a little surprising, when think about it, of Kossuth's choice of divine champions.

-But she'd been ordered to come...And in her shining cuirass of full plate, fingers flexing in cunningly jointed gauntlets, she certainly cut a warlike, if deceptively slender, figure. Still, with her mirror-bright shield, and her enchanted sword, Luther, which glowed eternally with the heat of it's forging, there was little doubt of her identity...Or her power.

It remained to be seen, though, how well she'd do when she set off...

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The forests of Murklewarren were quiet, today, the serenity broken only by the occasional ripple of birdsong, the rustle of leaves...

In the clearing, lit by shafts of golden sunlight, a woman knelt in prayer. With a gentle *rasp* of stockings, Lady Elise's blue eyes squeezed shut, slim but strong fingers clasping worshipfully; "Blessed Lord," Elise whispered, her voice low, lilting, but earnest- "...In your name, I venture forth. Grant me your strength, so that I may do what is Right- Your Courage, to drive me where I might falter...And most of all, your Spirit, to guide my journey along Your hallowed path. So do I pray." The winds ruffled the enticingly brief hem of her skirt, her elegant features radiantly beautiful in the light~ Very much a living symbol of purity, in those peaceful moments...

Elise's slim fingers brushed specks of leaf mold and bark from her legs, just beneath the leather belt that encircled her slim waist...Securing her silver cuirass- Polished to a mirror-bright sheen- firmly in place. Her feet tapped a slow tattoo on the leafy ground, knee-high boots laced all the way to the top, accentuating her toned legs, the heel idly splintering twigs as she stamped her feet, *stretching* as a low ripple of laughter purred from her throat...Those full, sweet lips curling in a smile.

"Ready or not," she murmured, in a taut whisper, a mischievous glint sparking in those limpid blue eyes~ "-Here I come."
 
Though Murklewarren was safe for the moment due to the Kingdom of the Halflings being between it and the monsters, scouting bands of monsters had already been seen in the area from time to time. Though they only came in small bands and hadn't yet caused much trouble, aside from occassionally waylaying a lone woodsmen now and then, the locals were more then a little concerned about their presence. Certainly the halfling kingdom was far more wealthy then they were but once the orcs had finished plundering it they would come looking for more loot as orcs were wont to do, and the various townships of Murklewarren were the next wealthiest targets.

Which was why the Mayor of Murkleshire, the largest town in the area, had sent a messenger to intercept Lady Elise in order to warn her of the danger. After all since the paladin was meant to be ridding the halfling kingdom of orcs surely she could spare a little time to get rid of some troublesome encampments of goblins and kobolds couldn't she?

The messenger, a young fellow by the name of Taran, certainly didn't know but it wasn't his job to know anyhow. Dressed in the brown and green livery of Murkleshire he was meant simply to ride out to where the Lady was and deliver the Mayor's message. After that he was to wait for her reply and return to the Mayor with it. A simple job really, so simple a job that it could be done by a single willowy boy on a fast horse. No guardsman required.

Oh he had a sword of course but that clearly wasn't enough to deter the goblins, as evidenced by him being attacked by half a dozen of them. Thrown from his horse by the initial attack, the beast ran off leaving him facing off against the greenskins alone.

If somebody didn't come to his aid soon, he was most certainly going to die.
 
Here's the thing about paladins of the Radiant Heart: It's true that they serve Kossuth, he who reigns in eternal glory. It's *also* true that he grants them speed, strength and *power* as they rise in his service, to be rewarded by his boons...Which means that the higher up you go, the *more*, not less deadly they get.

Knight-Captain Khyrll has held his post for two hundred years, and is physically a man in his early forties...And once wrestled a wyrmling into submission with his bare hands. When asked, he'd smiled and said- "It was just a small dragon..." with that oh-so-pleasant shrug.

A novitiate can, once a day, hit something so hard, with the righteous fury of the sun god, that it bursts and burns at the same time. A Knight-Venturer like Lady Elise, well...

There was something like a *crash* from the bushes, and, quite suddenly- Without any warning at all, as if she'd edited herself into the last three seconds- she was there. Her sword flicked out, like a serpent's molten tongue, and the bar of chained sunfire sliced into- Then *through*- a goblin raising a crude club...

The backswing was a slower, tearing cut, one that began from her left- Left hand gripping right wrist, in the proper technique- bringing the peerless steel of Luther across in a blurringly fast swipe...And *then* the blonde, blue-eyed paladiness was stepping past the rapidly-collapsing form, taking one, two *three* deliberate steps forward, as her shield rose, the lovely blonde knight *turning* as she did..Then letting go!

It whirred from her hands like a discus, and hit one of the four remaining goblin so *hard*, it drove him into a tree, and bit into the bark, leaving the rancid little imp just *pinned* there~!

Golden hair swirled around her, the wind fanning out her long tresses, blue-and-white surplice proud in the light; "Courage," Elise murmured, her voice a low, sweet lilt...Standing between the messenger and the three goblins, still milling to attack. She flashed him a warm smile, over her shoulder- Warm but distant, as Luther sliced through the air in humming swipes... "-Don't worry, sir. You'll be safe, soon..."

-And he *would* be. Though he'd have noticed that she seemed to be going to *particular* lengths to keep one alive~ Her footwork impeccable, parrying and parrying again as she warded them off with the longer blade of her magnificent sword!
 
Taran watched with amazement as she cut down the half dozen goblins as if it were nothing at all, which it probably was to her. Taran had heard of the legends of the Radiant Heart Paladins certainly but part of him had always thought the legends might have been exaggerated a bit. Watching this single paladin strike down half a dozen goblins and making it look no more strenous then eating an apple, he would no longer doubt the legends again.

The goblins of course didn't have that sort of luxury as they were pretty much struck down before they could even move. Most of the goblins that were slain didn't even get a chance to turn to face their opponent before they met their maker. Only their leader was kept alive, though he had no idea wether this was by good fortune or simply because the paladin felt the need to kill him last for some reason. Seeing the last four members of his group slain by a thrown shield quickly showed that he had no chance against this woman and he doubted he would be able to flee her, even if he had a wolf to ride.

"I surrendur!" the goblin howled, dropping his sword and falling to his knees. "Spare my life and I will tell you anything you wish to know!"

Watching the creature, Taran considered striking it with his sword but decided against it. The Lady Elise would not approve of him striking down a foe that had surrendured.
 
"Really?" she murmured- Her voice low, lilting, *huskier* than usual...Heeled boots crunching through the pebbles with a smooth, hip-rolling gait, an almost tipsy *sway* in her walk- Not of drunkenness, though, but of *anticipation* of an entirely different kind, entirely...Elise's gauntleted hand clasped Taran's shoulder in acknowledgement, with a brisk nod...But her gaze was reserved *entirely* for the goblin~

"Stay right there," she warned, her gaze going arctic- Giving the goblin still pinned by the shield a meaningful glance...Enough to assure their leader that yes, he wasn't going to get out of *this* one by running...

When she turned to Taran, though, the blonde knight's face softened, her lovely features breaking into a smile; "-Are you hurt?" the paladiness wondered aloud, giving him the once-over...Assuring herself that they hadn't had the chance to lay a hand on him. "Mmmmm...You'll be fine," Elise chuckled, just a little, that warm light in her eyes as she grounded the blade of her sword; "...Now- Did you have a message for me?"
 
Taran nodded softly, blushing as the paladin looked him over. Certainly one such as him couldn't have a hope of doing anything with a paladin of the Radiant Heart but he couldn't keep his body from reacting as she looked him over with those lovely lovely eyes.

"Yes m'lady I do," he replies. "The Mayor of Murkleshire is alarmed by the presence of greenskins in Murklewarren, fearing they may be scouting parties for the orks that are currently assaulting the halfling kingdom. He knows that you have been sent to remove the ork chieftain from that kingdom and wonders if, if it's not to much of an imposition, you could rid us of the greenskins while you're in the area?"

As he spoke Taran shot a dirty look at the goblin. Normally the messenger boy was rather accepting of other races but the goblin had tried to slay him after all. Besides, if he was truly an advance scout for an invading army what right did he have to politeness from Taran.

"I'm to receive your reply," he added. "Then take it back to the Mayor."
 
Elise seemed to consider that, for just a moment~ If anything, her smile only widened, a decidedly *wicked* light glinting in her eyes, at some private joke! Her reply was formal enough, of course: "Gladly," Elise answered, her face going momentarily stern- "...On my duty as Knight-Errant of the Radiant Heart, it would be my honor to extinguish the greenskin scourge." She glanced back over her shoulder, her hair shimmering as it swayed in the breeze, catching the dim light shafting through the trees~!

The lovely paladiness took a slow step back; "-That's my answer. Tell him: It should be settled by tonight..." Amusement tinged her words, now. "...If not sooner." She inhaled, slowly, as she crossed her slender but strong arms across her chest, blue eyes going momentarily distant...

"-You should go. What follows might not be...*pleasant*." Quite abruptly, though, she leaned in close to him- *very* close- pressing those *very* soft, very warm lips to his forehead, in a gentle kiss! "May Kossuth walk with you, and keep you safe," Lady Eliselotte murmured, drawing away from him, as suddenly as she'd moved- Color steeling into her cheeks. She was *so* innocent that even the ritual kiss of farewell must've embarassed her...He could see it in her brisk urgency as she turned *back* to her prisoner, clearly ready to begin the interrogation~!
 
Taran blushed softly as he was kissed, then got to his feet. Since the ritual kiss seemed to have embarassed Lady Elise he decided to leave her be since he didn't wish to embarass her any further. Walking down the road he eventually found his coward of a horse and once he'd managed to mount it, he began riding back to Murkleshire as fast as he could.

As the goblin saw the paladin walking toward him, he quivered in fear. Though the human was quite slender he'd seen what she'd done to his fellows and he was in no way eager to incur her wrath by attempting to escape especially after hearing her tell the boy that things might not be pleasent.

"I will tell you anything you need to know," the goblin said again. "Anything you need to know so long as you do not kill me. Spare my life that's all that I ask."

Sure his chieftain would loath him as a coward, perhaps even try to kill him if he was found out. Of course the goblin planned to flee in a different direction then home if he got out of this.
 
Surrounded by trees on all sides, the clearing was just a small, open patch of grass- Like a needle in the haystack of the forest. Nice and quiet, really, if not for the imp's annoying pleas, getting more incoherent as its gabbled for mercy in its own tongue! Well, at least it *would* have, if it knew how to pronounce 'mercy'...

There was a solid *thump*, and Lady Elise's heavy, steel-banded shield lay on the ground before it, still rocking slightly on the uneven surface; A split-second later, with a cheerless clash of metal, her sword joined it, clattering atop her shield...

With a soft rustle of fabric, Eliselotte knelt before the cringing goblin, her long, lissome legs bending gracefully; While still a head taller than the subhuman creature, it could make out the oddly intent expression on her face, the hazy glint to her deep, blue eyes...And, most of all, the sway of her bosom against her perfect chest, beneath her blue-and-white surplice...

She smiled- A sly, secret smile, one entirely out-of-place on the face of a self-proclaimed holy warrior...Particularly when facing a creature she'd decried as 'subhuman' vermin! "I'm not going to *hurt* you," Lady Elise purred- And it *was* a purr, sweet and husky, entirely different from the clarion call of commands she so often preferred! It promised...*things*. Things that were sounded *very* pleasant..."I just want to know...*some* things from you."

"Now." With a sigh, the lovely paladiness settled to the soft grass, tipping her head to the side. "What is your name?" Her hand still rested on her brutal sword- Not raising it, just *touching* it, giving a particularly pointed edge- Or weight, if you would.
 
The goblin blinked in suprise as the paladin's tone changed, his eyes going wide as the paladin removed her shield and breastplate and knelt down so he could get a good look at her breasts. Surely that couldn't have been her intent, though the tone of her voice certainly seemed to suggest that it was her intent, but he couldn't help but stare at her breasts anyhow.

"I'm called Karash," the goblin said as he stared at her. "Karash Knifecrafter."

Not the greatest of deednames certainly but in goblin society a person who could make good knives could go very far indeed, as evidenced by his own position as leader of this group. Not that he expected the paladin to be terribly impressed, she was a human after all and they seemed to take good knifecrafting skills forgranted.

"What is it you wish to know?"
 
Surprisingly, Lady Elise merely nodded, thoughtfully, at the goblin's words...Her hands rising, slowly...but went not to her weapon, but to the front of her tunic- Hooking in the collar, and slipping down, popping the clasp-

"Ah." a soft sound, something between a groan and a sigh, left the golden-haired beauty's full lips as the cotton fabric parted, revealing a tempting glimpse of creamy skin beneath! She *stretched*, arching that lovely, voluptuous form in an almost feline curl; One slender eyebrow arched in silent challenge...Her breasts so soft, so inviting, like summery mountains, the thick waves of her golden hair spilling down to frame them in a glistening curtain! "Mmmm, you won't believe how *tight* armor can be," she mused, speaking to him, now, as if they were merely having a friendly chat...

"You *like* these, don't you?" she purred, a teasing note in her voice as the lovely paladiness lounged back, shamelessly flaunting those lovely, succulent orbs! Aching to be free of the constricting tunic, they pressed strongly against the *tightness*, bulging slightly over the top- the soft buds of her nipples outlined in the thin cloth!

Her blue eyes met the goblin's piss-yellow orbs~ And Elise giggled, just a little. "You're going to tell me *everything*, Karash," she syruped, ever-so-sweetly; "...Where your Chieftan is, where the rest of tribe hides~ Everything you know. But first..." And there was a taut *anticipation* in her voice, now, those blue eyes meeting his for a long moment...As the lovely knight, abruptly, *winked*.

"-It's only fair if you show me yours..."
 
For a moment Karash was confused, as he misunderstood the request the paladin had made. He was a male goblin after all and did not have any breasts to show her. It didn't take him very long to figure out, or at least he was fairly certain he'd figured out, what exactly she was talking about. Shrugging his shoulders he removed what armor and clothes he had, leaving himself naked before her.

"I will tell you everything," Karash agreed. "As I said I would, so long as my life is spared."

Looking into the human's blue eyes the goblin tried to discern her purpose but wasn't quite able too. Humans could be crafty creatures when they wanted to be and this paladin was turning out to be considerably craftier then she'd let on to the messenger boy earlier. What did she have to gain from seeing him naked?

He decided it was imprudent to comment however, choosing to stand there and be thankful it was a warm day. His body was bared to her and, for a goblin, he was fairly well endowed.
 
"Oh~!" A little, delighted gasp sawed in Lady Elise's throat, her eyes widening ever-so-slightly as the goblin's loincloth slipped to the grass! The blonde knight's tongue darted over those full, pouting lips, as a shiver of excitement seemed to crackle through her~ Was it his imagination, or was she breathing *just* a little harder, now? Her fascinated gaze felt like a caress, lingering intently on the greenskin's revealed organ...

She leaned in *closer*, yet, a low, murmured, "Impressive..." barely audible...Raising a pale hand, her slim fingers running lightly over the goblin's chest, across his belly...Down towards his *groin*~! Then her fingers, wonderfully cool, as they slipped *around* him, taking that thick but flaccid organ in her hand! The touch of such a paragon of beauty~ With such a sweet, innocent face, now *wonderfully* wanton, a simply *lewd* light in her eyes~ was almost deceptively tender, as Eliselotte's fingers began to *stroke* his hardening purple cock, moving her free hand to fondle the twin hanging sacs of his balls~!

"Gods, but you're so *big*," she whispered, tautly, her lips parted, now, hot breath gusting between them...Tickling the very tip of Karash's stiffening shaft~! Elise tipped her head back, to gaze at the goblin with those hazy blue eyes of hers, her chest beginning to rise and fall in deep, excited pants; "You're going to be *mine* for a while, goblin. Cooperate, and I'll make it *very* pleasureable for both of us...Understand?"

She gave him a little *squeeze*, as if to ensure she had his attention...Leaning forward, he had the *perfect* view right down her tunic, at the stiff pink buds of her nipples, now almost *painfully* stiff~ From friction *and* from her own arousal~!
 
It wasn't untill the women's fingers wrapped around his cock that Karash truely understood how fortunate he truly was. While many a goblin had lusted after a human female in the past, very few human females wanted anything to do with goblins let alone found them attractive so he'd naturally thought the indications that she found him attractive to be some sort of trick. Instead he merely turned out to be the luckiest goblin in the history of goblindom.

"Oh I certainly understand," Karash moaned as his cock was stroked and his balls were fondled. "I am yours belive me, for as long as you wish me!"

Somehow he managed not to drool, a bad habit of some goblins, but his lust was made clear simply by looking into his yellow eyes. Naturally as she bent over, the goblin did not hesitate to admire the view he was presented with. If he lived past this, he could quite possibly be the most famous goblin in history.

After all, it wasn't every day a human woman of any sort offered sex to a goblin.
 
"Good~!" Elise cooed, her eyes hot~ She *loved* a willing partner, and it'd been so very, *very* long since she'd done something like this~!

She could *feel* it, as her cool, white hands, half-gloved pressed onto the throbbing heat of the goblin's phallus! The heavy, sullen sway of the dangling balls beneath tingled to her touch as the paladiness simply let herself *relish* the texture of it...She hadn't seen something *this* detailed since, well, *ever*! For a moment, her hazy eyes fixed, tongue playing across her lips, the lovely knight's fingers caressed, working, getting a feel for the hot shaft; The *fullness* of it sending a decidedly unprofessional excitement through her!

Now she could *taste* it salt and musk, with enough of a resemblance to fresh-salt spray to make her smile! A simply lewd expression etched on her lovely face, Elise pressed her soft red lips against the goblin's manhood, working her way up from the base in feathery, butterfly kisses- She heard the deep, throaty groan as she planted a final, achingly tender kiss on the head of his hard, *hard* cock, a drop of precum smearing over her crimson lips as she kissed the trembling tip...Parting, at long last, to close in a perfect, straining 'O' around the swelling head! The seductive circle of Eliselotte's mouth clenched *tight*, her cheeks dimpling- As with aching tenderness, her free hand brushing her tresses back from her face, she leaned *forward*, sheathing him in her oral cavity one simulated inch at a time...

How utterly wicked she felt, as she pressed her lips over the head or Karash's filthy cock, taking him eagerly into her sweet mouth! Arching her slender neck, she took the massive cock deep down her throat, as far as she could, beginning to slurp and suckle all along the straining length~ Bending her skills to a passionate, deep-throated blowjob~!
 
The feeling of her lips kissing up and down his cock was absolutely wonderful, but it paled in comparison to the feeling of the paladin's lips sliding over the head of his cock and down it's shaft. Yellow eyes wide and groans of pleasure slipping from his lips, Karash could do little more then savour the wonderful feelings he was experiencing as the human woman pleasured him.

"Oh yes," he gasped as he felt her suckling along his shaft, surprised that the human woman could fit it all into her mouth. "I am yours, no matter how long you want me I am yours."

It didn't matter to Karash that this woman might take him as a slave. If this was how she treated her slaves then he would happily take up the collar in order to be treated as he was being treated now. Freedom was a small price to pay for such pleasure as this. Idly the goblin reached out to cup one of the woman's breasts through her outfit, trying to see how many liberties she would allow him.
 
"Mmmmmmffff!" With her mouth full, Lady Eliselotte could only make deep, fluid sounds of satisfaction, as the steaming, steel-hard erection *fucked* the pouty softness of her lips, a wet, luscious slorp echoing in the pit...With a dull scrape as the throbbing head hit the back of her mouth, the phantom taste of precum oozing right down her throat! Her tongue lathed eagerly against the thick, veined length crammed halfway down her throat; A normal woman would've gagged, or choked...But the nursing sensation of her muscles only gripped him *tighter* yet, as the paladiness's magnificent throat worked furiously, her head beginning to *bob* up and down, golden hair tickling the goblin's balls as she put that luscious mouth to use...

Elise's back *arched*, as the goblin's fingers found the wonderfully soft orbs of her full bosom- Pressing their yielding flesh more perfectly into his hands..."Mmmmmmm, mmmmm, *uuuughhhhhh*," she groaned, letting the wretched little greenskin fondle her as he would, savoring the *feel* of that grimy grasp on her supple form~!

Her head drew back, suddenly, her mouth *unclenching* from his thick shaft with a sensual slurp...A hot flush in her cheeks as she regarded that thick, throbbing organ, hovering before her, glistening with a slick layer of spit and precum! Clear drool trickled down the lovely knight's chin, in faux-hunger, her silky thighs clenched together as the creamy *heat* pulsing between her long, coltish legs...

"Then take me," she hissed, her words hot with lust, her eyes twisting shut in bliss as Elise moaned out her pleasure...Those curvy hips swaying wantonly, in urgent *need*, clearly more aroused then *ever*~!
 
Karash did not need to be told twice, in fact he didn't really need to be told at all since he was already reaching down to bare her sex before she'd finished speaking. Not caring wether or not she appreciated a slower approach, Karash quickly pulled her legs apart so he could have access to her hot sex which he wanted to fuck just as badly as the paladin wanted it to be fucked.

"Gonna take you hard," Karash grunted. "Gonna make the pretty human scream in pleasure."

As he said that he began sliding his hard cock into the paladin's pussy, thrusting it home before she could change her mind. Moaning in pleasure Karash thrust it in right up to the balls and began eagerly thrusting hard and deep into her, not caring if he was being to rough or not. He didn't know what would happen to him after this but he was going to make absolutely certain that he was going to give this human a fucking she would remember for years to come. She would remember Karash Knifecrafter if he had any say in the matter!
 
There was a whisper of fabric as Lady Elise's creamy white panties slid down her long, smooth legs...Pulled *hungrily* apart by the goblin! The length of his cock rubbed and stabbed at that soft, soft skin, thrusting back and forth, sawing against her flesh in his impatient ardor to have her impaled~ Then, he drew back, and then forward, aiming *just* so, and the head of his hot and pulsing organ split Elise open, the lips of her sex pulling themselves taunt around that bulbous tip~!

With a single, forceful thrust, he was inside her! The goblin *thrust*, splitting her pussy like a log beneath a maul; Her surrendering flesh traced the bumps and contours of the humanoid phallus as it slid itself into her, inch after agonizing inch, penetrating this wonderful, tight cunt!

"Ah! Ah! AAAAHHHHH!!!" a hot cry burst from Elise's lips as her back arched, eyes going wide, her hips slapping against the beast; Her cry of pleasure overlapped the goblin's groan of satisfaction as her head lolled back, face twisting in a complicated expression at the hardness within her! He was so *big*- so *very* big- she felt herself *stretch* as that bulging head sank deeper into her sheath, grinding against her inner walls!

As she bounced on the thick cock, recoiling against the relentless pounding, it was all she could do to jiggle, moan, and groan in submissive, feminine pleasure~! This went way beyond what she was expecting, but it felt nice to be *used*...To be taken like a whore by the very creatures she'd done battle with, so many, many times~! "Oh, gods! You're so huge, you're going to break me!" she managed to pant, sweat beading on her brow- Clearly relishing each moment~!
 
Karash grinned as he reached out to squeeze one of the paladin's breasts with one hand as he continued thrusting hard and deep into her pussy. After witnessing his command being slaughtered before his eyes her words were music to the goblin's ears, it was so very satisfying to see her moaning and jiggling on the end of his cock.

"And you're loving every moment of it aren't you slut?" he sneered as he continued to pound her as hard as he could. "You love being taken by goblin men don't you?"

His smile grew wider as he thrusted as deeply as possible into her pussy, enjoying the sound of his balls slapping against her rear as he did so. Of course he still planned to tell her where his tribe was but now he had different reasons for it instead of merely saving his own skin. Knowing this human he didn't think his tribe was about to be slaughtered at all. Indeed, when this woman found his people he had very little doubt that she would shed her clothes and allow every goblin man and boy to have thier way with her.
 
Each time he entered her, she moaned, and her thighs squeezed his sides, a side effect of her sex-muscles trying to grip the intruder within her and keep him in her molten core! That only incited the goblin to further heights of ardor; his strokes go from slow and deep to fast and shallow, so her overheated pink petals can send the motions of his body into hers as waves of unadulterated pleasure~!

"Y-yes~ I love goblin cock...It feels *sooo* good...So good *inside* me~!" Lady Elise cooed, Her gloved hands went to her mouth, breath coming in white clouds as she tried to stifle her screams, quaking visibly at the fullness within her, body going taut at the strain! "Ugh, ugh, *ugh*!" she panted, her body jiggling under the onslaught; Wonderfully resilient as she was, after so long, her resistance to Karash's cock was a weak thing- Each deep thrust drew forth more liquid secretions that just made his fucking all the more easier, all the more smoother and faster, hips slamming against her thighs, balls heavy and potent as they slapped against her slightly upturned ass!

schlllt, schlllt, schlllt

The wet sounds of sex echoed in the clearing, as the goblin *fucked* her...Not sex, not mating, but a hard and fast fucking! As their hips met in carnal union, Eliselotte's pants and moans mingled with his grunts of pleasure, the goblin's cock pistoning into her again and again~! Her fingers gripped the goblin's scrawny shoulders, as if to remind herself she was *letting* him fuck her, *use* her...A delicious guilty *twinge* surging up her spine as the taboo pleasure of it all~! "Huhhhh, *huhhhh*," Elise panted, her blonde hair matted with sweat- She was right on the edge of cumming, her toes curled *just* so to hint at the lust crackling through her, clearly enjoying *every* moment of the furtive fucking!
 
Karash knew it too and it made him proud to know that he was pounding the pussy of the woman who'd killed his team and revealed that she was not some mighty warrior but merely an armoured slut who lusted for goblin cock. Indeed he laughed out loud as she admitted that fact and began to fuck her even harder then before.

"Bet it pained you to kill the others didn't it slut?" he sneered. "If the messenger boy hadn't been here you could've had all six of us. That's your dream isn't it slut, to be gangbanged by goblins?"

Roughly he tweaked her nipple, tugging on it as she savoured the sounds of sex and the paladin's moans of pleasure. He would make her cum as many times as he could before he was finished and he had no doubt she would love it.

"Bet you're not hunting greenskins at all," he said. "You just want lots of goblin cock!"
 
Her face twisting in a complex expression of very pleasured anguish, Elise's hot cries rang through the clearing, her entire body rocking with the goblin's continued assault! A strangled 'yes!' hissed from her lips, unable to resist the sheer *girth* and ferocity of the rough fucking; She couldn't *help* but feel pleasure, as the goblin was literally ripping it out of her! An euphoric, lusty pleasure surged through her, more *intense* than anything she'd ever known before; Though she was fully aware of how *wrong* this was, how *shameful*, it simply made her enjoy it all the more~!

"Oh, oh, oh!" the paladiness gasped, not even trying to keep herself quiet this time, her golden tresses thrashing, in time with her bucking, writhing form! "I'm a slut- I'm a *slut*...Fuck me, *fill* me with goblin *cock*~!"

The sound of the goblin's hips striking her exposed rear drew a strangled cry from the lovely knight, her eyelids fluttering, perfect teeth sinking into her lips, eyes rolling back in her head as that knobby, veiny cock- Scraping against the sides of her strained lips- drove into her again and again! She was rocking in time with it, now, her inner walls clenching tight on his invading shaft- Fighting to draw more of him into herself...To let that rigid pole *fill* her, in way nothing else had before!

"Y-yes...I want goblin cock~ I *need* goblin cock...I wanted them to fuck me, to paint my womb white with cum!" Elise moaned, as the goblin rooted away even *harder*...Unaware that he'd just signed his death warrant.

After all- She could hardly let him go *now*, could she?
 
Naturally Karash was unaware of how he'd just tossed his life away and continued pounding the paladin's pussy hard and deep, throwing all of his strength into the act as he enjoyed her humiliation as thoroughly as he'd enjoyed anything in his entire life. As far as he was concerned he'd turned the tables on the paladin and had broken her with his cock. Surely she would be no further threat now that she'd enflamed her need for goblin cock.

"Cum for me slut," he growled into her ear. "Paint my cock with your cum, then I will give you the goblin cum that you crave so very much!"

He grinned, casually swatting her on the ass as he continued to fuck her hard. Had he been smarter he might've gotten out of this situation alive or at least in one piece but then if he'd been smarter, he would've avoided the insult that got him sent to patrol this area in the first place.
 
Impaled on the goblin's cock, his hands sinking almost painfully into her hips, Lady Elise spasmed with a slow, shuddering cry, as she began to cum! Her hands tightened into claws as her orgasm began, nails slicing into her palms...A shudder built deep inside her, as Karash's shaft was forced into her to the root! The feel of something so hot- so *intoxicating*- within her set her off, a howl wrenched from her throat as she came, and came * hard*, her body twisting in final, erotic convulsions- The goblin's cock *twitching* within her, as her lovely form milked him, her inner muscles *gripping* him eagerly...As if urging Karash to cum and cum again *inside* the lady knight~!

"Huh, HUUNNGG!" Eliselotte groaned, her vision going white; Hot clouds of breath puffed from her lips, pants rasping from her throat as she basked in the afterglow, her sheath clenching mindlessly around his pole, her hands gripping Karash's shoulders, hard- "N...need more~" she cooed, sweetly, her blue eyes liquid with lust- "T-tell me where they *are*...Where I can find more filthy goblin cock~!"

Those lovely arms, which'd been holding him close in helpless ecstasy, clasped him in a very specific way...All-too-ready to prevent him from *ever* escaping, even as Karash *thought* he retained the upper hand, the blonde beauty clenched around his shaft, seemingly broken by her own desire~ And the relentless pounding she'd just received~!
 
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