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Rebecca had always wanted to live in New York or Miami. But her mother had been sick for so long. Then life just sort of got in the way.

Still, she and her husband found ways to make life bearable. They were, what her friends at work call, sexually adventurous.

Becca was Bi, though she much preferred women as sexual partners. Not that she didn’t truly love her husband. They both enjoyed sharing each other with different people. Swinging was a regular part of their life.

Like at the beach house party. A wealthy couple they knew had some willing people stick around for the after party.

There were three women and six guys.

One couple just wanted to watch. The hostess got Becca’s husband to herself.

That left Poor Rebecca to please four men all on her own. Something she knew her husband would enjoy watching.

The party's host, a man twice her age, slowly pushes down the straps of her pink bikini.

She was in her early thirties, and though she had put on a few pounds, still had a hot body.

The men who had gathered uncomfortably close around her certainly seemed to think so. A hand squeezing her sweet round ass sending shivers up her spine.

The thin top finally falls away from her round E-cup tits. They only have the slightest of sag, the older gentleman finds as he gently squeezes them.

Rebecca gasps as her curly golden hair is yanked from behind. Lips kissing her neck as her head is pulled back.

Fingers slide into her pink bikini bottoms. What little gentleness there was disappearing as her wet pussy is roughly squeezed.

"Whore." The old man whispers. The blonde gasps as he pinches her nipples.

Her pink bottoms are untied and pulled away. She yelps at a sharp spank on her rear.

Then she is pushed to her knees. The older man's suit gone. His hard cock, surrounded by little grey hairs, in her face.

Obediently she leans in and, grasping the shaft, begins licking the tip of his dick.

There are a couple more sharp slaps on her round ass. No doubt leaving hand marks on her pale skin. Then someone grabs her hips.

She sucks in as much of the cock in her face as she can. Then Gwen moans long and loud around the stiff dick as her wet cunt is filled.

"Fuck yeah." A man says from behind her. Slapping her rear again before pounding away.

Like a jackhammer in her pussy the man uses her. The other men reaching for her big dangling tits. Groping and mauling her beautiful orbs.

Her host’s dick deep in her throat. She reaches one arm up to grab the man's ass. Carefully steadying herself with the other.

She lets her body ride the wave of stimulation. The men, two of which she only met tonight, using her beautiful body for their own pleasure.

This was how her husband liked it. Men using and abusing her. Fucking her like a toy. She wasn't a person. Just an object to be used up and tossed away after.

Honestly that's how she liked it as well. With men anyway.

With women it was usually different. She enjoyed fulfilling each other's needs. Her husband was usually fine with that. Though, on occasion he enjoyed watching Gwen get dominated by a female partner.

Gwendolyn's body shivers as she has her first orgasm of the night.

The cock in her mouth soon shoots its load. Most of which she swallows.

Just another degrading act that helps turn her on.

Then the man behind her cums. His jizz dripping down her thigh as he pulls out.

The men move to swap places. The two others impatient for their turn.

Before she starts to swallow the next cock she glances over at her naked husband. Sitting on a lounge chair, the mature hostess straddling his lap. Bouncing up and down as she gasps her own pleasure.

Nick gives her a smile and a wink before a rough hand directs her face to another crotch. Another hard dick.

That was a few months ago.

Now everything had turned to ash. There was no joy in her life.

It had been more than a month since Nicholas had gone missing. And no sign of his return.

I was enjoying the view. Karagoth, her hands tied behind her back, naked, on her knees before me.

"How do you plead?" I asked.

"I am innocent, master?" The orc woman said unconvincingly. Her big breasts jutted out as she leaned back.

"I deny your request for mercy. You are to be punished for your crimes." I motion to her goblin guards.

They step forward and force her face down. Into the dirt. Her sweet ass now in the air.

"Begin." I order.

"Oh, woe is me." The green girl moans. Also unconvincing.

Gort, looking a little nervous, pulls back his hand and begins whipping her ass with a belt. Kara cries out with each lash, but is obviously acting.

That's ok. It still gives me a raging boner. Much to Trishandra's delight. Sitting next to me, the half naked teen has her hand in my pants stroking my dick.

After a couple minutes of whipping I motion for the goblin to stop. "It's time to show this whore her true place in this world."

“No! Please master. Anything but that." Kara says as Gort rubs his big green dick against her lighter green pussy. Another minion pulling her face up by her hair.

She grunts as Gort shoves deep inside her. Then sucks in the dick pressed to her lips.

I turn to the raven haired teen. She moans excitedly as I grab her large breast through her thin linen top. Little more than a plain white crop top. It's soft, but not as soft as her squeezable tits.

I lift her shirt up revealing her glorious orbs. "Ooh, daddy!" Trish moans as I suck her perky nipples. Kara getting plowed by goblins nearby.

Then the teen hops up, shimmies out of her shorts, and straddles my lap.

I kiss her neck as she pulls my dick out. She groans loudly as she slides down on it. Her warm wet twat engulfing my iron fuck rod.

The green orc coughs a bit as the goblin in front of her cums in her mouth. Only to be replaced by another. She knew how much seeing her abused by goblins, beings she could easily defeat, turned me on.

Trish moans loudly. I can tell she is quickly rising toward an orgasm. She clenches her eyes shut, her arms loose around my neck. Her sweet, tight cunt bringing me quickly toward an orgasm of my own.

I try to hold off as long as I can. When the teen cums loudly, though, I can't stop from filling her with my seed.

"Mmn, thank you daddy." The teen whispers in my ear. Then, kissing me on the cheek, she stands up and heads off. Probably to find her twin. They had become insatiable since they lost their virginity.

They gave their mother a run for her money in the lusty wench department.

Gort had untied Karagoth, and was apologizing profusely to her. For her part, the orc just ignored him. None the worse for wear.

When she sits down next to me I give her a loving hug.

"Was that good?" She asks.

"Oh yes. I enjoyed it very much." I assure her.

She rests her head on my shoulder as we watch the others fucking. Half a dozen goblin men, and a few of the princesses. Plus Misoko.

We had gathered a few more goblins since entering the Biladi lands. We were up to thirty two men.

As I had hoped, life with us was better than living in the warrens and being a raider.

We were perhaps a week out from that first village. We had been traveling on a hard packed dirt road for a couple days. We figured it would lead us to a bigger town eventually.

In the early afternoon, as we crested a hill, we saw an ornate carriage. Flipped on its side. There were a few dead cat people bodies strewn about, and perhaps a dozen rat men picking over the wreckage.

They were bigger than my goblins, though not as tall as me. Perhaps five feet. They were bulky and hunched. Covered in dark fur. Where the cat, and rabbit people had facial features that were reminiscent of humans, these had faces that were fully bestial.

They had dragged a Biladi woman from the carriage. She was lying on her back as a rat man fucked her. Her fine dress had been mostly torn off. Revealing an attractive body, with grey fur and black stripes.

They must have been at her for a while. There didn't seem to be any fight left in the exhausted woman. Even as we advanced down the road, the ratman on top of her gets off. Obviously satisfied.

Two more make her get on her hands and knees. Docily she takes a cock in her mouth. Sucking as another is shoved into her well used twat.

Clawed hands slap and pinch her big dangling breasts. Probably DD's.

We are finally noticed when we get to the bottom of the hill. There are nearly forty of us after all.

Ratmen draw short, sharp swords from their heavy cloaks.

I had figured they would run when they saw us, but apparently they were intent on keeping their prize.

The two fucking the abused woman simply drop her in the dirt, drawing their own weapons.

We are probably fifty feet away when the beast rises from the other side of the carriage.

It looked much like the ratmen. Standing on its hind legs. But it was eight feet tall and made of muscle.

The beast roared as it charged toward us. An arrow from Misoko's new bow doing nothing to deter it.

It crashed into our group like a wrecking ball. Sending goblins flying. None of my little green men turned and ran though.

Close behind the rat-beast were its smaller cousins. Swords flashing as they met my green soldiers.

Kara decides the giant beast is a worthy foe and begins laying into it with her axe. Swinging and dodging with a finesse surprising for such a large, brutal weapon.

Gort and another goblin do their best to distract the monstrosity, while not getting mauled by its claws. Giving the leather clad orc opportunities to land blow after blow.

I parry a ratman's blade then kick him in the chest as I move to slash another from behind.

I can see a handful of goblins are down. Dead or injured, there isn't time to tell.

The white Usagi girl fires arrows into the melee. Some striking the beast, some the ratmen. Amanatia stands next to her. Crossbow ready, but not secure enough in her skills to fire so close to our men.

I kill another of the ratmen when I hear a loud gurgle and a thump from behind me. I turn to see the giant, dead on the ground. Kara desperately trying to free her axe from its skull.

She needn't have worried. With their champion down the few rats left turn and scatter. Abandoning the fight.

"Ooh, shoot!" The goblin princess shouts, barely missing one of the retreating foes.

Three goblins were dead. A few more injured. Though, as before, I found I could heal their wounds with a touch and some words of encouragement.

"Looks like you are a wizard." Kara says disapprovingly.

"Maybe. Though I don't seem to be able to do more than heal goblins." I answer.

We go check on the carriage and the woman.

She is definitely the only survivor. Though, other than the sex, she seems unharmed. Miso helps her sit up, rousing her with water from her waterskin.

The woman is attractive. Black hair to her shoulders, sets off her grey furred skin. The black stripes make her seem even more exotic than the bunny girl comforting her.

I would guess she was a few years older than me, in my mid thirties. Already composing herself, she had an inner strength that was impressive.

She stands, with Miso's help, and clasps her torn dress, in an effort to regain some modesty.

"I am the Countess Divya. Am I speaking to my rescuers, or further captors?" She looks around dubiously at the goblins combing over the wreckage.

"Today, lets say rescuers." I tell her. "I am...uh...Captain Nicholas. And these are my loyal men. Uh, and women."

She gives me a sly smile. "The title sits uncomfortably on you."

"Yes ma'am. It's fairly new." I hope I'm not blushing. "Lets see what we can do to get you back on your way."

"Nothing I fear." She says looking around with a slight shudder.

On inspection, the rat-beast wasn't hiding on the other side of the tipped carriage to ambush us. It had been eating what was left of the horses.

With some effort, we turn the ornate carriage back upright.

"Thank you for your assistance." The Biladi woman says. "If you can escort me to Fazilk I would make it well worth your while."

"We would be happy to." I tell her with a smile.

"Boss! Boss!" A goblin comes running to me with a piece of paper. "This is important. I think it's important. Is...is this important?"

He shoves the page at me.

Drawn in chalk is the unmistakable form of the Countess's ornate carriage. "Where did you get this?" I ask.

"One of doze rats." He says. Pointing to the bodies of the ratmen we had slain.

I show the paper to Divya. "What does this mean?" She asks.

"This wasn't a random robbery. Someone set those ratmen on you." Her eyes go wide at my revelation.

"Who would do such a thing?"

Looking in the distance for any suspicious sign, I answer, "I don't know, but it looks like you have an enemy.

We take a long break. Gertrude helps the Countess repair her dress. Well enough to travel anyway. She probably won't wear it to any parties.

Gort convinces me that twenty goblins could pull the carriage to town. If they swapped out regularly.

Countess Divya is quite pleased at that and offers a bonus if we get it home. She isn't even too disgruntled when I inform her that she would still have to walk.

"The lighter the carriage is the better chance we have of getting it the whole way."

She stares at me for a moment. She has brown cat eyes with little flecks of gold.

"You care for your men." She says. "You would not find many with sympathy for goblins."

After burying her servants, we are on our way.

The elegant woman walks next to me as we travel. I ask her about the city we are traveling to.

"Oh! A wonderful place. It has a delightful theater district, and many fine restaurants." Her deion was not tactically helpful. But interesting all the same. I got to learn much more about upperclass scandals than I wanted.

That evening Gort comes up to me and asks, "Hey, boss. We calling off sex time for tonight?"

I ponder for a moment. "No. I don't think so. If our guest is offended I will invite her to take a walk with a couple guards."

All the same, at dinner I sit next to Divya. "I wanted to warn you about what will happen after dinner." She looks at me intrigued. "Someone will tell a couple stories, usually me, then a group will gather to...well..."

"To do what?" She asks.

"Well, there will be a small orgy. I don't want to offend you. So if you like I can have some guards escort you for a stroll."

She grins. "I wouldn't dream of it. A goblin orgy, you say? I would be quite interested."

So after the meal I sit and tell a couple stories of my home at the princesses' insistence. Then some blankets are laid down, and people start stripping.

The countess grins, and her eyes go wide as the boys begin fucking the girls.

Sitting close to the cat woman, it is obvious the show turns her on. Her breathing comes faster. Her pointy ears twitch. She sits enrapt. Her hands caressing her thighs through the ruined dress.

Finally she looks at me with a smile. "Delicious." She scoots closer. Our bodies now touching. She leans in and places one hand on my thigh while she points at the twins with the other.

"See how the goblin's dark skin contrasts with the pale of the girls'?" Calli was on her back a goblin between her spread thighs. Trish was on her hands and knees above her, their faces locked in an upside down kiss. Another goblin riding her from behind. Occasionally slapping her sweet ass.

"They are young. Yes?" The Countess asks. Her hand rubbing the inside of my thigh. Getting closer and closer to my crotch.

"Yes, eighteen. Just barely women." We could hear Trishandra moaning loudly through her kiss as her first orgasm of the night approached.

The cat woman's fingers are now caressing my hard dick through my pants. "It's all so exquisite." She whispers in my ear. "Ravish me." She orders. "Tear my dress off. Treat me like a whore."

She lets out an excited gasp when I rip open her blouse, and push her to the ground. I grab her big tits and lean in to suck firmly on her nipples.

"Oh! Oh, yes!" She cries.

I nibble on her little buds as my hands move down her dress tearing at where it was repaired. Once she is completely bare to my advances I roughly grab her wet pussy.

"Ready, whore?" I growl at her.

"Oh! Yes, please." She fumbles at my crotch, having a hard time with my zipper.

I help her pull my hungry cock out. Then I grab her dark hair and yank her head back. I bite her bared neck as I plunge my dick into her wet cunt.

The Countess's body shakes as she immediately has an orgasm.

I pinch her nipples hard as she cries out, riding her orgasm for all it's worth.

As she finally comes down I start to thrust inside her slowly.

"Ooh, you feel so good." She tells me. Pulling off my shirt. She runs her hands up my chest. "So bare." My body shivers when she tweaks my nipples. Then she moves her hands to my back. Pulling me in close for a kiss.

I hear Trish loudly having another orgasm, somewhere behind me as my tongue intertwined with Divya's.

My cock twitches, and I grunt as I cum deep in the noblewoman's cunt.

"Ooh, very good captain." She says as we rest. My dick slowly getting soft inside her.

She slept snuggled next to me that night. Over the next couple days she enjoyed traveling half naked, or even fully nude at times. She also had sex with many members of the troupe. Boys and girls.

She especially enjoyed learning that Gertrude and her daughters were not just lusty, but also quite submissive. The countess could often be found giving one of them a sweet spanking.

On the third day we began to see other travelers, and late in the day the walls of Fazilk. A good size city from the looks of it.

It had been tiring work, but the boys had gotten the carriage to the town. The Countess got us through the city gates without trouble.

We got a lot of stares walking through the streets, but soon were in the courtyard of Divya's large mansion.

A dozen servants came out to greet her. They were dismayed at news of the deaths of her guards, but happy that she was back and safe.

The countess introduces me to her people. Then tells them to take care of my men, before leading me inside.

She takes me to a garden where she introduces me to her husband, the Count. After briefly telling him about the attack on the road.

"Call me Ritvik." He says, taking my hand.

I railed your wife, Ritvik. Out loud, "It’s a pleasure to meet you sir."

"Captain Nicholas, saved my life dear. We owe him for his service. As well as for the carriage." Divya tells him, as she puts her arm around me in an overly friendly way. Though if he notices, he doesn't mention it.

"I don't suppose you are interested in flowers?" The Count asks, as he leads us to the counting room. "It's really a fascinating subject." He continues, not waiting for my answer.

Walking the halls behind him the Countess can't keep her hands off me. Squeezing my ass, kissing my neck, rubbing my crotch. All behind her unaware cuckold of a husband.

We reach a small office. Ritvik sits at a large wooden desk. He pulls out a pair of accounting books and a sack of coins. The whole time talking about his passion, flowers.

Behind him Divya runs her hand down my stomach and into my pants. Her fuzzy fingers stroking my cock to hardness. Though it didn't have far to go.

With a wicked grin she drops to her knees. I gasp slightly as she pulls out my cock and sucks the whole thing inside her mouth. Her husband counting coins and talking about the best planting seasons.

I can't last long. Not with her soft fingers caressing my balls, or the eroticism of the situation. Getting blown by a man's lovely wife, as he counts out money to pay me.

The Countess swallows every last drop of jizz. Putting my cock away and standing up, a big smile on her face.

Ritvik stands and hands me a sack. He takes my hand once again. "Thank you for rescuing my wife. I don't know how I'd get along without her."

She snuggles in to him with a big hug. "My love. How could I get along without you?" She asks, giving him a kiss. She certainly seems sincere.

Stepping away from him she turns serious. "Nicholas thinks I wasn't the target of a random attack. I think we should retain the services of him and his men. At least until we can hire on more guards."

Her husband in agreement I head back to the courtyard to get the troupe situated.

Karagoth assures me that the payment I had been given was quite generous. I'm still not sure how much stuff is worth here.

The mansion, which is practically a tiny castle, has an old guardhouse. Only a few of the rooms had been in use before us. It could probably hold sixty or seventy men comfortably.

A little later Kara, Gort, and I are walking the grounds. Discussing how best to guard the mansion.

The place is a small compound in the middle of the city. An eight foot stone wall surrounds the grounds, the main house, and the out buildings. There really isn't much in the way of a lawn. The courtyard, a couple gardens, and a twenty foot strip of ground between the wall and any building.

"We will put a couple men in the gatehouse. Teams of three to patrol the wall on the inside. I wish there was a rampart." Kara instructs us.

"Well we will make due with what we have." I tell her.

"We need better weapons." She retorts.

I nod. "Lets use some of our funds to upgrade what we got. We should fully stock up now that we are in a real town." I turn to Gort. "Is that something you can do?"

"Sure boss. I can track down the best deals anyway. Miss Kara may want to look at the goods before we buy."

The green woman nods approvingly. Obviously pleasing the goblin.

"Lets take the opportunity to find more recruits. We will probably be stationary for a little while so they can come to us."

"Sir?" I turn to find one of the Biladi servants. "The Count would like to see you."

"I leave the rest in your capable hands." I tell my companions, before following the servant.

He leads me to the smaller garden. Full of flowers.

"Sir." I greet the Count, as he bids me sit at an ornate iron table.

"I just wanted to clear the air. My wife likes her little games, but sometimes forgets people can get hurt." I nod, I guess he isn't clueless to his wife's activities. "I have no problem with my wife wanting to fuck everything in sight. Occasionally I join in her games. Like today."

"Today, sir?"

He gives me a wink. "I do enjoy taking about flowers, but that story is designed to allow my wife to play directly behind my back. You are not the first to hear about planting seasons."

I give him a smile. One that he returns.

"Anyway, I wanted you to know that you don't have to be discreet. Not behind these walls anyway. Especially not if it would impact keeping us safe. Do we understand each other?"

"Yes sir. I think so sir." I tell him.

"Great, then I will see you at dinner."

Dinner was a quiet affair. Just me and my employers. The Countess bid me tell stories of my homeland. I obliged, much to the interest of her husband.

Afterward we sipped drinks in the garden as Ritvik told me a little about the politics of the town. Basically a city state. Though it also encompassed two slightly smaller towns.

"Boring. This is boring." Divya announces. "You go get that nice Gertrude woman, and bring her to our bed chambers." The Countess orders me.

With a nod, and shrug from her husband I head to our barracks.

"The count and Countess have requested our company." I tell the plump, mature beauty.

"Oh my. I...I don't have anything appropriate to wear." She says brushing her simple dress.

"That's ok, I think this will be clothing optional."

"Oh? Ohhh. Is that ok?" She asks a little worried.

"Apparently." I lead her out, and into the mansion.

We get directions to the second floor. Where the master bedroom overlooks the big garden.

"Oh! This is lovely." Gertrude says when we enter the large bedroom.

"I'm so glad you could make it." Divya says, coming forward to give the human woman a kiss and a hug.

The Count had slipped into something more comfortable. Yellow silk boxers, that set off his dark brown fur.

The Countess, on the other hand, had slipped into something less comfortable. A tight corset, that pushed her ample bosom up. Presenting them almost as a gift. She also wore lace panties and stockings. All under a sheer robe.

After welcoming Gertrude, she slides her body up next to mine. Slipping her hand down my pants. She gives my cock a squeeze and says, "This is my husband Ritvik. Why don't you and he get aquatinted dear."

The Countess leads me over to a big chair, as the count kisses the plump woman's hand. She pushes me down and straddles my lap. Her cleavage pressed into my face as she pulls her robe open. "You like?"

"Oh yes." I tell her, grabbing and squeezing her ass. Much to her delight.

I kiss all over her cleavage, my fingers moving to caress her pussy through her panties. Across the room the Count helps Gertrude out of her dress. He seems quite happy with her ample rear.

Divya pulls my shirt off, and I pull her tits out of the corset. She gasps excitedly when I suck and nibble on her hardened nipples. My fingers now under her lace panties and brushing into her wet pussy.

The count has bent his human partner over the bed. She moans loudly, his face buried in her asscheeks. His tail snapping back and forth excitedly.

"I need you in me, Nicholas." The Countess whispers in my ear. Her hands fumble between us, freeing my stiff dick from my pants. She pushes her panties aside and impales herself on my fuck rod.

She groans in pleasure. A sound matched by me as her warm pussy engulfs my cock. I grab her black hair and hold her face against my shoulder as I start to thrust inside her.

On the bed Gertrude is now on her back. The Count lying between her meaty thighs. Thrusting deep into her as she moans. He squeezes and kisses her big tits as she runs her fingers up and down his fuzzy back.

"Cum inside me, Nicholas. Cum inside me quick. Show this worthless slut the disrespect she deserves." The Countess orders me. I can feel my orgasm building quick at her urging.

Still thrusting I grab her nipples and squeeze them rough as I cum. The cat woman squealing in pain and excitement as she orgasms with me.

Moments later she is still panting on my lap. My dick getting soft in her messy twat. She kisses me up and down my neck as we rest. I softly massage her soft breasts.

"That was great." She moans.

On the bed, Gertrude was riding the Count cowgirl style. She squeezed her huge tits while he grabbed her ass.

"Time for round two." Divya announces sliding off my lap to her knees before me. She leans in to take my soft cock in her mouth. Sucking it back to life.

In this way the four of us play until late into the night.

"Ten crossbows. They are small but in good shape. A dozen spears and two dozen short swords. The spears should give the goblins an advantage versus bigger opponents." Karagoth was discussing the new weapons she and, Gort had purchased. "The crossbows were expensive, but will be a great asset in combat."

It had been a couple days. Everyone was settling into a routine. The grounds were well guarded by my men. Under the orc's careful tutelage.

"Everything seems great." I tell her giving her a squeeze on the shoulder. "This job is giving us a great opportunity to get our feet under us."

She nods. "Gort has a line on some possible recruits. Goblins are rare here, but not unknown."

"Great, we could use the help." I say. Though I know she wishes it was orcs flocking to my banner.

That evening I waited for Kara to join me in bed. I was nude and anticipating a fun romp with the orc woman. My reverie interrupted by a knock on the door.

I could hear arguing on the other side as I approached. I smile as I open the door. "Natia, Jade. Come in."

Both goblin princesses stare at my semi-hard cock for a moment. Conveniently close to face height on the diminutive girls.

The two enter, each wearing the heavy cloaks that cover them from neck to foot. A must to help ward off advances back in their goblin warren. Now I rarely see them worn. Some days it seemed as if there was a contest between the nine princesses to see who could wear the least.

"What can I do for you lovely ladies?" I ask, Amanatia blushing at the compliment. Jadara, though, is all business.

"We would like to request some funds." She starts. Her eyes dart to my dick, even though she tries to maintain eye contact. "We know our funds are limited, but now that we are in a city there are some things that we want."

Smiling, "I'm listening."

Then the two push their cloaks back. They were nearly nude underneath.

Jade wore tight silk shorts, White against her darker green skin. She also had a matching bra, tight against her C-cup tits. I could see her areola, and dark pubic hair through the nearly clear material.

Natia had a pink silk cropped top. I could make out the hardness of her nipples, and just see the bottoms of her light green breasts the top was so short. She had pink, silk panties. Tied by strings at her hips. She also had matching thigh high stockings.

"We saved up for this. Do you like?" Amanatia asks, giving me a twirl.

"I like it a lot." I assure her. I can feel my dick getting harder.

"We would like funds to buy more." Jade informs me. "Everyone would like a bit of lingerie to wear. And some other beauty products."

"We want to look pretty for you." Natia says with a cute pout. "Sex slaves are supposed to look pretty, aren't they?"

"Well you both are beautiful, and I'm sure we can find room in the budget for sex slaves."

The redhead moves to my left side and hugs me happily. Her hand moving to my dick. Her fingers just lightly tickling the underside as it twitches.

"There's something else." Jade says moving to my right side. Also hugging me. Her fingers squeezing the tip of my cock. "We want some more writing slates and chalk. Also a couple note books and writing utensils. If we can afford it." She squeezes my tip hard to punctuate her request.

"Mmn, I think we can arrange that." I tell them.

The girls push me back on the bed. Then turn to each other.

Jadara grabs the lighter skinned girl, pulling her in for a passionate kiss. Their hands gently exploring each other's body.

Mint green hands tweak Jadara's nipples through her bra. One darker hand slides under Natia's pink top to squeeze her ample breast. The other reaches out to slowly stroke my cock.

Then Jadara grabs the other princess, pushing her roughly over my cock as she gasps. Amanatia happily licks my dick as Jade slides a hand between her thighs.

As she takes my cock fully in her mouth, Natia moans. Jadara'a fingers plunging deep in her twat. The darker skinned girl grins and begins slapping her pink clad ass as she fingers her.

The two princesses had long been rivals, but now it was clear who had come out on top, at least sexually, as Jadara dominates her red headed friend.

Pushing Natia to my side, Jade climbs on me pulling off her bra. She straddles my crotch running her fingers through her short cropped, dark blue hair.

Amanatia moans with her need as she slides a hand under her panties next to us.

I reach up with one hand and caress Jade's pussy through the smooth silk of her tight shorts. With my other I reach under Natia's top, gently squeezing her big tits.

Jadara quickly shimmies out of her white shorts. Then sits down on my hard dick with a loud sigh. Her small frame taking the whole thing. She places her hands on my chest and starts to bounce up and down.

The other girl moves up and kisses me eagerly on the lips. Her, slightly bumpy, goblin tongue sliding against mine.

I reach down and push aside her pink panties. Shoving two fingers as deep as I can inside her. She grinds her crotch against my hand with her need.

With my other hand I grab Jadara by her short hair. Enjoying her tight cunt as she rides me.

The dark green princess finally comes to a gasping orgasm atop me. When she comes down I gently push her off on the other side of me.

Amanatia impatiently starts to climb on top of me for her turn. She lets out a 'Whoop!' When I flip her off.

Getting to my knees I slap her upturned ass as I push her face into the bed. She groans as I yank down her panties. Then screams excitedly when I stuff her tight fuck hole balls deep.

One hand forcefully shoving her face into the cushion, the other slapping her green rear, I fuck the sweet princess.

She grunts and groans as she quickly orgasms. I follow soon after. Filling her with my love juice.

Afterward I lie on the bed, a satisfied princess snuggling either side of me.

"I like lingerie." I say sleepily, with a smile.

"Captain Nicholas, this is my good friend Farzaneh." The Countess introduced me to a mature Biladi woman. She was a light brown with while spots. The fur on her face and ears had turned white. A mature woman. Early fifties I'd guess.

"Pleased to meet you." She said with a husky voice. A singer's voice. We shake hands. "And this is my assistant Priyala."

Her assistant was much younger. Not much older than the twins. She had light orange fur with black stripes, somewhat like a tiger. And piercing green eyes. She was beautiful with some generous cleavage. D-cups at least.

"Charmed, I'm sure." I say.

"Looks like the good Captain is infatuated." The older woman says. Causing the fur on Priyala's pointy ears to bristle in embarrassment.

The Countess smiles. "Farzaneh has a problem. She is an explorer."

Jumping in, the older woman says, "Being an explorer isn't the issue. It's getting good crew for my excavations, because I'm a woman." She sighs. Looking quite put upon.

"Our city isn't as forward thinking as your land, Nicholas." Divya says. "Most that would be willing to be led by a woman for money can't be trusted." She puts her arm around my waist. I can see the faint gleam of growing lust in her eyes. Something I have grown familiar with in the week since we have been here. "I thought you wouldn't have a problem taking orders from a woman. Not if she knew what she was doing anyway." She gives me an unsubtle wink.

"We would be happy to help. But what about guarding here?" I ask.

"I would only need a handful of crew members." The mature Biladi tells me.

"It would be quite lucrative for you, I'm sure." The Countess says.

I find Karagoth watching over the gatehouse. She looks grumpy when I explain things to her.

"I don't like the idea of splitting our forces. Especially when we don't know who our enemies are."

"I know. It will only be a few men, and only for a few days." I assure her. "I want your opinion on who should go."

After some deliberations we decide on myself, the bunny girls, Amanatia, a princess named Aklatan and four of the boys. Kara will stay to continue leading the defense of the mansion.

The next morning, before dawn we leave from the mansion. The nine of us plus Farzaneh, and her assistant Priyala. We have a horse drawn cart filled with equipment.

The older cat woman explains that she is a professor. Having been schooled at some far off academy. From what she described she was an archeologist. Though it sounded like the field was in its early stages. Mostly tomb robbing.

Which it turns out was what we were going to do.

Farzaneh had discovered the site of an ancient battle just a couple days travel. She wanted to see if we could find the burial site of the winning general.

"I am quite sure it is there. And if so well worth the trouble." She says with confidence.

I tell her a bit about myself and how I fell in with the goblins. Pretty Priyala tells us about her schooling. She isn't just an apprentice to the Professor, she is also a neophyte wizard.

"I really only know a few minor spells." She says, embarrassed at the attention. "But I am learning."

That evening we set up tents. Some of the new gear we had bought.

That would give us some privacy for the evenings antics. After dinner Miso and the princesses fucked the boy's in their tent, while Saki and I made quiet love in mine.

Later, sitting around the campfire it was obvious the Biladi women knew what we did. Priyala kept looking at me, then quickly away embarrassed.

That's ok, our recreation is part of the deal.

When we turn in, the girls sleep with me. It's a little tight, but they are very snugglie.

Our third day is mostly spent wandering from field to field. Digging holes. Looking for signs that only mean something to Farzaneh.

Finally she declares, "This is it! I'm sure this time."

The boys start digging, but this time actually find bones and pieces of old armor.

"If there is a famous general buried here, why isn't there a marker or something?" I ask.

"Ah, good question." The Professor starts. "Our ancestors thought that they honored the dead by leaving them in peace. He will be buried deep, with no sign as to where. But I found some first hand accounts recorded in a book discussing the war. I think we can find it."

The rest of the day is a flurry of digging. We find a lot of bones and some ancient weapons, but little else.

"Mmn, do you think we will actually find the tomb?" Aklatan asks, sitting in my lap with my cock inside her. She moves up and down slowly, her forehead resting on my chest.

""I don't know. It's really not my area of expertise." I tell her. My hands squeezing her cute ass.

She had brought one of the notebooks we had bought and was doing her best to record our journey. She was probably the farthest along in learning letters, and was a good artist. So far most of her notes were quick drawings.

She was a cute little goblin, shorter than most of the rest. With skin so light it was almost yellow, and perky little B-cup tits. She had a big shock of pink hair on her head, but a bald pussy. And she had to squint to see stuff far away.

"Ooh! Mmn. I hope we do find it. Wouldn't that be exciting?" She bites my shoulder as her body starts trembling. She doesn't want to be loud, but can't stop herself from squeaking as she has a strong orgasm.

"Ooooh!" I lean her over so she is on her back and I'm atop of her. Thrusting deep in her tight cunt. Quickly I shoot my seed inside her.

I roll on my back and she lays her head on my chest. I pet her pink hair as we rest. We can hear the people in the other tent still fucking.

"Thanks for bringing me, Boss." Aki murmurs happily.

"You're a good girl, Aki."

The next day I sit on a log after lunch. The boys digging more holes. Priyala sits next to me. Obviously nervous at our closeness.

"Thank you for helping us with all this." She says.

"It's my pleasure." I give the girl a smile.

She settles into silence for a bit as we watch the goblins work. Then, "Do you...are none of these women your, um wife?"

I give her a grin. "I had a wife in my homeland. But she is lost to me now." I sweep my arm around. "Here I have many lovely partners."

"Oh. I'm sorry for your loss."

"Well, me too. But there is nothing I can do."

"What if..."

"WE FOUND IT!" The Professor cries from across the field. Priyala hopping up like she was caught doing something she shouldn't.

We both head over, the young woman moving quicker than me. As if she doesn't want to be seen associating with me.

We all gather around a hole out of which a couple goblins are pulling a big, half melted shield.

"This shield has been burned by dragon fire. It could only be the shield of Larst. And if this is where he fell then the general...must be..." She starts walking slowly. "Somewhere...overhere." She stands beaming at us. Waving her arms around.

The boys start in with renewed vigor, digging where she directs. In about an hour they have uncovered an area of worked stone. Farzaneh seems about to explode, she is so excited.

"How do we get in?" I ask.

"The seal. It's the last stone they would have placed." She says.

The goblins spend the rest of the day uncovering more and more, but no sealstone.

"This seems bigger than just a little tomb." I say as we sit for dinner.

"Well we can expect to find at least three big rooms. There may also be guardians" the mature Biladi says.

"Guardians?" Misoko asks.

"Oh yes. A golem or two. Perhaps some undead. The tomb is ancient so the magics may have burned themselves out. But there most certainly would have been something to guard such an important man." The Professor explained.

After we ate Farzaneh came up to me. "This could be the most important find of my career."

"Well, we are glad to be a small part of it then." I tell her with a friendly smile.

"Yes, quite. The whole endeavor has me quite excited."

"I can imagine." I say.

She looks at me like I was a dense student. "Yes, but also excited in a sexual manner. It is quite obvious that you would be fully capable in assisting me with my needs." She grabs my shirt and kisses me fully on the mouth, before gently pushing me toward her tent.

"Take your clothes off, human." She orders as she unbuttons her dress. Pulling off my shirt, I back into her tent. Watching as she strips to a simple linen shift and short bloomers.

She helps tug off my pants as she crawls in after me. I can hear her purring as she moves close to my naked body.

She slowly licks her way up my inner thigh. Her tongue rough, like sandpaper against my skin. My spine tingles from the sensation.

She reaches my crotch, grasping my dick with her fuzzy hand. She grins at me, then leans down and gently rasps her tongue on the tip of my cock.

I groan at the nearly painful scraping on my most sensitive flesh. My balls clench, and my breath catches with each maddening lick.

The mature cat woman finally has mercy and kisses her way up my chest. Taking one final lick along my neck.

I grab at her shift, yanking it over her head. The Professor has a nice pair of DD tits. Saggy and white with age, but big and squeezable.

While I grope her dangling breasts, she pulls off her bloomers. Lowering her crotch to mine.

She grinds her wet twat along my rigid staff. Running her hands through her greying hair. I roll her nipples between my fingers and give them a pinch as she purrs loudly.

Farzaneh reaches down, her eyes flashing at me. She angles my dick into her cunt. We groan together as it's buried deep.

I grab her hips and thrust as she rides my dick. She leans down directing her floppy tits to my face. I suck and bite at her nipples.

"Unh! Fuck!" She cries out as her orgasm washes over her.

I groan loudly myself, when I cum. Filling her with my jizz.

Soon she lies next to me. Sleepy and satisfied.

At least for a few hours.

In the middle of the night I am awakened as she climbs on top of me again. Grinding my cock to hardness with her insatiable cunt.

"Ssh!" She says with a smile. "We don't want to rouse the others."

In the morning the Professor and I dressed in her tent. Though she couldn't keep her hands off me. I'd like to say it's because I'm just that good, but I knew it was because she was a randy woman. Especially when she allowed herself to cut loose.

We step out to find that my men had already uncovered more of the tomb.

We walked over to see what they had found. Priyala looking up, then looking embarrassed when she sees us.

"Th...they have uncovered part of the entry. I think." The girl says.

Farzaneh nods in approval. "Yes. You are correct. Very good." She hops down in the hole. Inspecting the uncovered stone. Then motions to one side. "Here. Dig in this direction." She says before climbing out.

"Boss! Boss! Ma'am!" One of the goblins from the hole. It was just before noon.

Everyone gathered round to see the large silver block. It was surrounded by grey stone and cemented in. There was an engraving in the silver. Two hawks circling each other.

"This is it!" The Professor claps her hands in excitement and kisses me on the cheek. "That's the general's emblem."

She takes some time to inspect it while we watch.

"You and the Professor?" It was almost a whisper. Priyala standing next to me. Looking awkward.

"Yes?" I respond quietly.

"How was...I mean, humans are so different. How did..." She stumbles along, not sure how to ask me.

I smile warmly at her. "We aren't that different. It was quite enjoyable."

"Hmm. It sounded like it." She peers at me askance. As if to see if her cheekiness was unacceptable.

I reassure her with a smile, and she smiles back. A little more confident in her flirting.

Finally the goblins begin chipping away at the mortar around the big silver block. After a quick lunch they finally start to lift it from its resting place.

We all help pull the angled silver block to ground level. It must be solid silver, given how heavy it was.

I hop down and peer into the dark depths below. The air cool and dry. It smelled dusty and old. I could just make out a marble floor some thirty feet below.

I pick out two of the goblin men, and Misoko to be the first group to go down. Farzaneh insists on going as well.

"We will clear out any traps or monsters. Then the rest of you can come." I tell the group. Hopefully sounding more confident than I feel. It has been some time since I had been in battle without Karagoth to back me up.

We lower down on ropes. Lighting up the big room with a couple lanterns. I look around but don't see any torches or any way to light the room. Makes sense if no one was supposed to enter.

The room was thirty feet to a side. The walls were rough stone, but the floor was smooth marble. There was a round stone slab a couple feet high and ten feet across. Just off center, but very near where we dropped in.

Standing in the middle of the slab was a ten foot tall rough statue. It looked faintly like a Biladi warrior in full armor and it was moving before we had all touched down.

It wasn't fast, but it groaned. Almost as if it was angry.

I moved in low and slashed with my new sharp sword. Kara had picked it out for me at a high end shop. More ornate than my rusty orc blade.

Fancy and quick, though my long sword was, it had little effect. The statue stepped forward and punched the second goblin off the rope.

I heard something crunch inside his little green body, and he went flying into a corner, unmoving. Unconscious or dead, he was definitely out of the fight.

Misoko, thinking fast, simply dropped the rest of the way. Some fifteen feet. Landing lightly and rolling, she sprung to her feet firing off a quick arrow that deflected off the golem's shoulder.

The remaining goblin did what he could to draw the thing's attention. Easily stepping out of the way of its clumsy swings.

The three of us spend a full minute squaring off, but our blades and arrows have no effect.

"Maybe a hammer?" I call up at the hole as the golem lumbers around the room after my minion.

"Just run it around." The Professor calls down. "Its magic is nearly gone. It shouldn't take long for it to run out."

"Easy for you to say." I mumble, turning back to the monstrosity.

"Shouldn't take long?" Miso says sarcastically to me as we set about our work.

Sure enough she was right though. The golem gradually gets slower and quieter. Finally stopping.

One of my boys comes down with chisels and hammers and helps break the thing apart, while I check on the injured goblin.

He was alive but quite hurt. Even with my healing words he could barely move.

"You're lucky to be alive." I tell him as we tie him with ropes to be hoisted back to the surface.

"Thanks Boss." He croaks, giving me a wane smile.

The big room was mostly empty, except for the golem. There were statues in each of the corners. More ornate than the one we destroyed, and cast in bronze.

Farzaneh studied each statue in turn. "That's odd. These shouldn't be here. Bronzework like this wouldn't happen for a couple hundred years."

Finally, tired of the idiosyncratic statues, she begins to inspect the only door out of the room. A big stone slab covered in runes and sigils.

"Magically locked, I would guess." She says consulting her notebook. "We may need Priyala for this part."

The orange furred cat girl climbs down and inspects the door. Consulting her own notebook, and a gold wand.

Finally the door opens with a pained grinding noise. Opening into a short dark hall.

One of the boys and I make our way carefully down it. Watching for sign of traps.

When we make it safe to the end I wave for the others. Priyala following since no one told her not to.

We head down the wing that Farzaneh directs us. Another door, though this opens quite easily.

The room is similar to the first. Golem towards the center. Bronze statues in the corners.

There are also racks of weapons and armor. Pedestals with jewelry. A large chariot made of a dark wood. Shelves with items that were unclear from the door.

Feeling a bit more confident I approach the golem. Two goblins behind me and Miso moving to have a clear shot.

As I approach the golem makes a groaning noise...and that’s it.

It doesn’t move.

The Biladi women enter right when the four corner statues begin to move. Smoother and quicker than their golem counterpart. They are also more vulnerable, two of Miso’s arrows quickly sticking out of one.

The boys and I move to engage. Exchanging blows with two of the statues.

“Help them.” I order. Pointing at the cat women.

Priyala fires a bolt of force at one bronze guard. Knocking him to his back. The statue noticeably having trouble standing back up.

One of the goblins begins bashing its head with the hammer he still carried. Soon the statue stops moving.

I exchange a some quick blows with one of the guardians. Then dodging his swing, clean clear through his hand. With no weapon to stop me, I make short work of the bronze man.

I turn to find a slower statue approaching. Half a dozen arrows sticking out of him.

I easily kick him down and finish him off.

I turn to find that the goblins and the Biladi apprentice have destroyed the last guardian.

“Great job.” I tell the orange girl. Patting her on her shoulder. Her pointy ears twitch, and she smiles at me bashfully.

“Boss there’s bones in these statues.” One of the boys announces.

After some inspections, Farzaneh says, “They enchanted some of his soldiers. These weren’t statues at all. Just men turned to bronze so they would stand the ravages of time.” She looks at us with a smile. One mystery solved.

The last door was also magically sealed. This time it took more than an hour to crack it.

Inside was almost a disappointment. No golem. No statues. Not even an angry ghost.

Just a large sarcophagus surrounded by some braziers.

We search the tomb. Looking for any more hidden dangers, but find none.

We let the girls down to explore as well. Aklatan excited to record the site in her notebook.

Late in the evening the Professor comes up for food. Obviously anxious to get back to her study.

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She takes some time to inspect it while we watch.

"You and the Professor?" It was almost a whisper. Priyala standing next to me. Looking awkward.

"Yes?" I respond quietly.

"How was...I mean, humans are so different. How did..." She stumbles along, not sure how to ask me.

I smile warmly at her. "We aren't that different. It was quite enjoyable."

"Hmm. It sounded like it." She peers at me askance. As if to see if her cheekiness was unacceptable.

I reassure her with a smile, and she smiles back. A little more confident in her flirting.

The next day we start to take select pieces to take in the cart. Leaving much of the equipment we brought here. The plan will be to make a few trips, and take everything of value from the tomb.

The overseeing of that I will leave to my men.

Saki has arranged an evening show in the big garden. Clothing optional, she said.

I had invited Priyala, as she was between trips to the tomb. She happily accepted.

“What do you mean clothing optional?” She asked as I took her cloak.

“I explained about the orgy.” She nods her cute little kitten face. Looking nervous and excited. “This is part of that. The audience is encouraged to enjoy each other as well as her show.”

“Should I go nude?” She asks.

“If you like.” I tell her. “I will match whatever you want. I want you to be comfortable.” I put my hand in the small of her back to guide her down the hall. “A lot of the girls will be wearing sexy sleep ware.”

She looks at me petulantly. “I don’t have anything like that.”

“I’m sure we could scrounge something up.”

Sure enough the twins are happy to help. Pria is a little taller, but looks lovely in a silk crop top and matching shorts.

Soon we are sitting on a padded bench. Sharing it with Gort and a princess named Nadzehia, who was topless. Wearing just a short, sheer skirt and stockings. She already had her hand in the happy goblin’s pants.

There were other benches and a bunch of chairs. Many brought from inside the mansion. We all face a pair of screens set up on a small wood stage. There was a pair of tables on the stage as well.

The Count and Countess were snuggling together on a chair and there were three more Biladi couples. Friends of our hosts I suppose.

Everyone settles down and gets quiet when Sakura walks out from behind the screens they had set up. She wore a long white diaphanous gown. Underneath we could see the black lace panties and garter with stockings she wore. Her perky breasts were bared under the see-through gown.

“Thank all of you for coming.” She said to the assembled crowd. “We call this piece ‘In the Dungeon’ thank you.” She bows and steps back behind the screens.

Suddenly four goblin men wearing big, scary looking masks drag out a pair of goblin princesses wearing light linen dresses, hugging their curvy figures.

The girls struggle with their captors. Evil goblin hands groping their tender bodies through their dresses.

Dresses that are quickly and roughly stripped from them. Their luscious bodies bared to the crowd. They are forced to bend over the tables. Their cute derrières wiggling in protest.

“Naughty.” Pria says. Snuggling closer to me as the princesses get their bottoms spanked. I put my hand on her leg, lightly caressing her fuzzy inner thigh.

The goblin girls have their hands bound behind their backs then one is placed on a chair. Clamps attached to her nipples. The other has her face pushed into the crotch of her friend.

She shakes her head no. Obviously reluctant to lick her friend’s pussy. Each time she refuses she has her own pussy swatted. Until finally the girl bound on the chair gives out a loud gasp as her pussy is pleasured by her friend.

Priyala is purring next to me. My hand rubbing her cunny through her silk shorts. Boldly she puts her hand down my pants gripping my stiff dick.

Next to us, Gort is on his knees. His face under the goblin girl’s skirt. She moans, her hands in his hair, as he eats her out.

On stage the princesses are on hands and knees giving blowjobs. Having been taught their place. A struggling Sakura being dragged on stage in her see through gown.

The pink bunny girl starts to get put through her own torments as I bend the Biladi girl over the arm of our couch.

I yank down her shorts. Sticking my hand between her clenched thighs. My fingers rubbing into her wet twat.

“Are you my good little kitten?” I ask her. Nibbling her pointy ear.

“Mmm, yes sir.” She says. Grinding her cunny on my hand. “I’m your good little kitten.”

A nude Sakura has been tied spread eagle between the tables. The princesses taking turns licking her bunny cunt. Their captors abusing all three girls.

“Do you want to be my slut?” I ask my fingers deep in the cat girl. My thumb pushing against her anal bud.

“Mmm, yes. I...I want to be your slut.” She moans. Her need overpowering her.

“Tell me you will stay and be my kitten slave.” I order.

“I will. I’ll be your slutty kitten slave. Aah!” She cries out as my thumb penetrates her rear. With both holes filled she cums quickly. Her juices slick on my hand.

I pull off my pants and shove my hard cock up her dripping cunt. My hands reaching under her silk top to roughly grope her tits.

Behind me Gort is sitting with the princess bouncing up and down on his bumpy goblin dick.

On stage Saki is on her back. A dick in her pussy and another deep in her throat, as the two girls whip her tits with leather straps.

I grunt as I cum in my cute kitten’s fuck hole. I sit back down and push her to her knees in front of me. She looks up a mixture of lust and innocence.

“A good kitten cleans her daddy’s messy cock with her tongue.” I tell her. She gives me a naughty grin, then takes my soft dick in her mouth.

I watch the erotic play as I slowly get hard in her mouth.

It’s a good night.

I was balls deep in Gertrude. Her thick ass rippling as I spanked it. I fucked her from behind as I shoved her loudly moaning face into the bed.

The twins next to us sixtynining. Their faces buried in each other’s identical twat.

After I cum, I pull the twins by their hair and alternate pushing their faces into their mother’s sloppy cunt. They take turns licking out my jizz.

Later, I am drifting to sleep, Gertrude gently snoring on one side of me. The twins snuggling on the other. There’s a commotion outside.

“To arms! To arms!” I can hear someone shout. I hop out of bed, the girls tumbling to the floor, and pull on my pants. I grab my sword as I burst out the door.

Out in the yard is bedlam. Rat-men seem to run everywhere. My goblins, many wiping sleep from their eyes, move to engage them.

I cut two dark, cloaked figures down as I head to the mansion. Hoping that Kara can rally the outer defenses.

I encounter a couple small skirmishes in my way to my employer’s bedroom. I help turn the tide in our favor both times, but don’t stop to help mop up.

I find the Count and Countess in their bedclothes. The duke holds a saber like he knows how to use it. Divya stands behind him fearfully, holding a dagger.

“What’s happening?” Ritvik asks.

“More rat-men.” I announce moving to the window. Something out there was roaring.

I could see another of the giant rat beasts. It had bashed through the gate. Karagoth led a group of soldiers trying to take it down.

“There are rats in the house.” I tell them. “I need to get back out there. I need to get you somewhere safe.”

I lead them downstairs to the big pantry. After I’m sure they are safely barricaded in, I head back outside. Where Gort immediately comes running up to me.

“Boss! Boss! You’re safe!” He gasps, out of breath.

“Yup. You too, looks like.” I tell him with a reassuring smile. “Gather a few of the boys and sweep the house.”

I head for where the fighting sounds loudest. A robed rat-man hurls globes of light at my men as they struggle with a group of robes figures.

I am just a few feet away from the rat-mage when he hits me square in the chest with one of his light globes.

Suddenly I am on the ground. The wind is knocked out of me and my chest feels like it’s on fire.

I see the rat’s grinning face above me as his hand begins to glow again. I feel around for the sword I dropped. My hand o