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Goblin Slayer: Aftermath	By : Valleyvixin Category: -Misc Anime > AU - Alternate Universe Views: 10843 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: This is a work of fan fiction, not for profit. Goblin Slayer remains the intellectual property of their artists and publishers. This is fantasy. In reality all non consensual acts should be punished to the full extent of the law.

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This is a Goblin Slayer Fanfic, not offered for profit. All characters remain the intellectual properties of their creators and publishers. This is a work of fantasy, in reality all sexual acts without informed prior consent are rape and deserve the fullest punishment of the law. All human characters are over 18, and the goblins don't care about your laws anyway.
The famous Goblin Slayer had rallied the whole of the Adventurer’s Guild to defend his friends farm and village against the rising Goblin King and his horde. The battle had been closer to a war than the skirmishes the Guild specialized in. It was only the Goblin Slayer’s knowledge and discipline that prepared the Guild for the power of the despised, and underestimated Goblins.
To shield their approach, goblins had hid behind mantlets upon which were strapped the naked and well fucked women they had captured recently. Each of them, from peasant girl, adventurer, merchant, noblewoman, was nothing more now than a quivering piece of goblin fuck meat. Naked and helpless, they provided a living shield for the goblins against the storm of arrows they had expected. The storm never materialized. Adventurers rose from concealment in the field and wiped out the goblins, taking the mantlets, and freeing the captive women.
Across the field, the work of the Goblin Slayer was felt, his knowledge of the goblin’s combat power and strategy was matchless, for every deception, a counter was waiting. For every evasion, fire was already falling on the new position. The Goblin horde melted as loose snow tossed on a blazing bonfire. The Goblin King fled, but the Goblin Slayer was waiting. The king was just another victim of that day.
No one noticed, among the adventurers checking the goblins for signs of life was a former goblin slave, once freed by the Goblin Slayer himself. She was an Amazon, a black haired bronze skinned woman whose massive size and barbarian vigor made her a terror upon the battlefield. Hacking off heads of the dead goblins, to hide what she was really doing. She found one that still lived. She picked it up carefully, holding it to her breast, and looking to see if anyone was paying attention, waited until the Goblin Slayer’s return drew every eye, and slunk from the field with her prize.
Inflammarae the voluptuous blue haired golden eyed mage and Skye the blue eyed golden tressed Paladin, were placed in charge of the women freed from the grizzly human shield mantlets the goblins had used. Several of the women began to emerge from their ordeal and were able to be passed along to the temple for the slow healing and return to human civilization.
Four of the women had to be kept under guard. They begged to be returned to the goblins. Inflamarae used her magic to compel the brutalized women to tell the truth, believing that they must be lying, so conditioned to telling the goblins what they wanted to hear that they would say anything. She would force them to admit the truth, that they hated and feared the goblins.
“Now now,” Inflammarae said sucking on her long elegant pipe, her huge breasts straining against her bustier. “There are no goblin’s here. Feel my magic filling you. Know that you cannot lie to me, cannot lie to yourself. You must tell me the truth. Do you really want to return to the goblins, do you remember what they did to you?”
Inflammarae knew it was cruel to make them confess what had been done to them, but they had to admit to themselves that they didn’t want to return to the goblins, that they hated and feared what was done to them. Only then could the gentle temple healing methods begin to work. What followed shocked her to her core.
“Please, please let us return to our goblins. You can’t understand. You don’t know. They aren’t like our husbands, aren’t like any human lover. They hunger, oh they hunger. Tongues ravaging our pussies, tongues ravaging our asses, mouths. Hands on our breasts, lips and teeth on our breasts. Hard cocks bigger than you would believe, thrusting into our pussies, our asses, our mouths. Goblin cum, hot wicked goblin cum healing our wounds, burning inside us, changing us. Making us stronger for use, making us feel every touch more and more, cumming harder and harder, until there is no mind left at all, just aching holes and need!”
Skye the blonde Paladin in her gold chased white armour stepped forward, blushing and feeling aroused despite herself at the words the women were saying. She called upon her own magic, the holy magic against which the dark twisted workings of the Goblins could not hold.
“Back off Inflammarae, they must be under a curse that compels them to think so, that is why your magic will not work. I will use my Holy Magic to break their curse, and my empathy to feel what is hiding beneath the trauma response!” Skey said, stripping off her gauntlets and placing her hands upon two of the women. A golden light blazed from her hands, covering all the captive women in the warm light of the sun and a celestial chorus sung, blasting the shards and remnants of the dark bindings the goblins used to prevent escape from the women.
Skye felt the last of the bindings break, wondering how such flimsy remnants, already half faded, could have held the women so strongly, when she switched to her empathic sense, opening herself to the women and asking.
“Now, remember how it felt to be taken by the goblins. You don’t ever want to feel that again do you?” Skye asked gently, opening her mind to them, prepared to guide them through their trauma back to a place of happiness. She was unprepared for what happened next.
One of the women reached over and kissed Skye hard, tongue lancing in to rape her mouth. A second one leaned down to kiss her neck, sucking, biting. Visions filled Skye and Inflammarae from the captive women. Not simply visions, but sensations as well.
Helplessness, fear, the mockery of the goblins stripping them. Whipping them, making them run, making them pose. Finger groping, probing. Goblins slamming them face first into the wall as tongues forced their way between the naïve girls’ rear cheeks to probe their asses. Being dragged down on all fours where one goblin waited to claim her tits in their long tongued mouth. Sucking, kissing, biting, the saliva of the goblin’s making the girls nerves catch fire and the sensations from their breasts ride the edge between agony and ecstasy. Hard thrusting cock rubbed against her pussy, sliding back and forth along her entrance until another goblin’s hard claws picked her ass up, and drove her down onto a goblin cock that made her husbands remembered organ seem a child’s toy.
Pain of stretching, helplessness, and need. Oh the building need. The rush, breath coming fast, beginning to drive herself onto the hard goblin cock, finally the hard harsh cry as she knew her first orgasm of the night. The goblin laughed and left a hickey on her breast, marking this bitch as his own conquest. He began thrusting harder, riding her through two more orgasms before he emptied himself into her.
Whimpering as the goblin cum worked in her womb to bind her forever to their sexual servitude, making changes in her body to take use, hard frequent use, by her goblin masters, new goblin’s took their places. Another goblin dragged her on all fours over a new goblin lying on his back, cock up. She settled on his cock, offering her breasts to a second set of fangs. The goblin holding her hair turned her face up and began smacking her face with his hard green cock. Smearing her with his precum, marking her with the scent that would replace her thoughts, replace her hopes, replace her dreams. As the hard cock working her pussy made her cry out in joy, her mouth opened and the first hard goblin cock thrust home.
Fucked from the front and the bottom, she took another load in her pussy, and her first down her throat. Slumping forward, unable to support herself, she felt the goblin’s bind her to a frame, ass up, knees spread beneath her. Now a hard cock lined up with her virgin asshole, replacing the finger that had been driving goblin cum from her pussy into her tight back passage. Opening her mouth to scream a protest, she felt another goblin cock shoved in her mouth. Whimpering, she began to slurp and lick the goblin cock in her mouth, desperate to please the hard thrusting goblin who was teaching her the only thing she was good for.
A slow thrust breached her aft ring, and a goblin cock began to thrust its way deeper into her tight poop chute. Soon each thrust was driving her throat deep on the cock in her mouth, and she felt a helpless swelling tide within her. Surely not this, surely they can’t make her cum like this? Were they leaving her nothing to cling to? No pride? No shame? She came, squirting her cum all over the goblin’s legs as he emptied his balls into her asshole. The goblin in her mouth withdrew to hear her scream her surrender as he stroked his cock and blasted her face and tits with goblin cum. That was all she was, a set of holes and breasts for goblins to use. A breeding animal for new goblins, and an amusement for the rest.
Inflammarae and Skey cried out their own orgasm as the furiously masturbating former captive women’s minds shattered in their own orgasm, releasing the Paladin and mage from the memory of the captives first debasement by the Goblins.
Shaky, the two adventurers retreated from the room. Going to the bar, they ordered strong whiskey not the usual wine as they shook so badly from the memory of rape and submission that neither one could bear to meet the eyes of the rest of the Guild adventurers.
The Guild Girl slid across from them on the bench. She reached out and took the two adventurers hands. She leaned close and whispered to them.
“I saw you came from those poor women the goblins kept. I know how some of the women liked what was done to them, loved it. The temple will finally have to resort to beatings and magical bindings to make them stop seeking out other goblins to serve. What the goblins do isn’t magic, it is just that they are little more than lust. Pure lust. Lust without shame or limits. Deep down, doesn’t every woman want to surrender to that, even once?” The Guild Girl asked, looking them deep in the eyes with her bright burning golden ones.
Inflammarae asked “How would you know, how would anyone who hasn’t been captive really know? I mean we are high ranked adventurers, its not like goblins are ever going to have a chance to capture us?”
Skye blushed, unwilling to admit she was almost sad to say that. But she caught the whisper of the Guild Girl.
“Do you know Arat the Amazon, the big dark skinned spear fighter used to be a goblin captive. She was rescued by the Goblin Slayer years ago. It seems she took one of the goblins from the battlefield and kept it alive. She put the slave binding on it, and now she is running a bit of a bordello. A Goblin Slave House. You can pay to be prey for the goblin for a night, to see what it feels like and no one will ever know.” Guild Girl confessed.
Skye the Paladin slammed her glass down and demanded “You are joking! It sounds like you actually went. Prove it!” Skey demanded.
The Guild Girl fumbled open her corset bindings, loosening the enough she could draw it down and show her tender young breasts. The clear signs of goblin fang and claw were on her breasts, and the adventurers noted she was blushing furiously but obviously aroused.
“The stronger the woman is, the more of a thrill it is to submit to the goblin’s dominance, the goblin’s use. I can’t even think of taking a human lover again, but I am no where near as strong as a mage and paladin like yourself. I can’t imagine how much more powerful it would be for you.”
There were tears of envy in the Guild Girls eyes as she fixed her dress. She pushed two tokens over to the adventurers. Round wooden disks with a goblin silhouette bearing a hard cock. The Guild Girl spoke quietly as she rose to leave.
“Show those to Arat the Amazon, and she will let you experience a night at the Goblin Slave House.” The Guild Girl whispered, before greeting incoming adventurers with her usual voice; slipping behind the counter as the hard working professional she was.
Inflammarae and and Skye both looked at the tokens, then quietly tucked them into their coin purses.
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