Daffyd moaned as a pair of goblin lips teased his left earlobe while a different goblin's hands softly massaged his cockshaft and scrotum. The indulgent pleasure of his last night in Ratchet drained the last of the gold from his purse, but there was always more gold to be had; Southsea Freebooters to the south in Gadgetstan, a camp south of Ratchet in the desert of Tanaris, buccaneers across the sea at Booty Bay... there was a standing bounty for their deaths, which meant that Daffyd spent a lot of his time travelling between the three mercantile centers, replenishing his funds to pursue his mail goal; hunting and destroying Twilight Hammer cultists wherever they might be found.
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| Daffyd Wildhammer |
Daffyd had been found amidst the ruins of a merchant caravan in the area called the Twilight Highlands, although at the time it was merely the Highlands; there were no other survivors, and no clue as to which of the corpses were family. At eight years old he was adopted into the Wildhammer clan, and raised by the Wildhammer community.
Cho'gall, who worshiped the vile Old Gods, brought the Twilight Hammer to Grim Batol, allied with allied with Deathwing and claimed the Twilight Highlands as its base of operations. The black dragonflight drove off the agents of the red dragonflight who guarded Grim Batol (now at [19, 54]) so that it may be used as a fortress for training Deathwing's minions. The cultists and Deathwing's minions spread death and destruction, and the community which had raised him fell to fire and foul sorcery. Daffyd and other Wildhammer survivors assembled at the Alliance stronghold of Highbank. He served as a scavenger for the forces of the Alliance, hunting beasts for their meat and hides, taking the opportunity to hunt Twilight Cultists wherever they might be found.
Eventually he found his way to Sithilis, and began his cycle of killing pirates to fund his vendetta against the Twilight cultists in Sithilis. Spending so much time in goblin territory had its compensations; goblin chefs were masters of their art. And goblin courtesans did their best to get clients to part with every coin they had with a ruthless efficiency and well-honed skill.
Daffyd had prepaid for tonight's lodging, tomorrow's breakfast, and shome refreshments for Zwerka and Felcha, who were ostensibly sisters who didn't mind sending Daffyd off to sleep with a bang, so to speak. It was the goblin custom to pay by the orgasm, so that they could bring the customer off as fast as possible, and go seeking further patrons. Daffyd had paid for three orgasms.
"We might be here all night!" whined Zwerka.
"It's an unfair contract!" complained Felcha.
"And yet... it's not my fault you didn't check beforehand, and a contact is a contract," Daffyd said smugly.
Both Zwerka and Felcha allowed that this was so, and the three of them repaired to Daffyd's inn room. The goblin women alternated stripping off their street clothes with relieving Daffyd of his armor and weapons. Zwerka began to nibble and bite Daffyd's neck and ear while Felcha stroked his growing cockshaft and scrotum.
They murmured their appreciation of Daffyd's whipcord-lean body, his short, blond hair, and made appreciative noises about the size of Daffyd's six-inch, thick cock. Daffyd was aware that they probably would have made the same noises about a middle aged, paunchy merchant, and praised his erection regardless of their true opinions; flattering the customer was the wisest course of action. Still, he hoped that they would not find pleasuring him too much of a chore.
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| Zwelka |
Both had worn skirts and sheer blouses upon arriving, and watching them divest themselves of any vestige of propriety had raised an instant reaction from Daffyd's constraining trousers. They had pushed him on the bed and had unceremoniously added his trousers and boots to their pile of blouse and skirt.
"Felcha and I so enjoy visits from our Alliance friends,: purred Zwelka as she bit his neck just under his ear. "I prefer men who bathe regularly." Most of their Horde customers were either Orcs and Tauren from Crossroad, and Orcs considered bathing to be a decadent indulgence of the weak. Goblins bathed sparingly, as time spent in the bath was time they were not acquiring wealth, and Tauren... the scent of wet Tauren was worse than unbathed. Of the Horde races, only the Sin'dorei had a tradition of hygiene.
"While it is certainly pleasant being kissed and nibbled on by such a beautiful lady, some of us prefer to taste than be tasted," Daffyd said, rolling slowly onto Zwelka, sprawling her onto her pretty backside. Sliding down her ample chest, boldly presented to him by her lingerie. He sucked gently on the erect, puffy nipples, enjoying her moans of pleasure. His hands squeezed their fullness and he began to alternate sucking ever harder and biting the nipples, latching on and pulling with his teeth.
While Daffyd did this, Felcha pulled his hips up high so she could move beneath his cock. She took the head and first inches into her luscious, soft lips and used three curled fingers to stroke the remaining exposed shaft. Daffyd went from mostly erect to almost painfully hard as she bathed his cockhead in her saliva, swirling her tongue, tracing the sensitive skin behind the crest of the ridge.
As Zwelka enjoyed her breasts being ravished, Daffyd decided he wanted more. Slowly he disengaged Felcha's delightful attentions th his cock, and pulled her up besides her sister. Daffyd moved even lower, and spread Felcha's snatch wide. "Such a clever girl, wearing no panties," he praised as he French-kissed her glistening cunt, tasting the evidence of ehr enjoyment. His tongue massaged her labia as he suckled on her distended clitoris, sucking it as he had her sister's nipples. Two of his fingers began probing the entrance, while another finger rubbed at the tight sphincter of her ass.
"Fuuuuuck..." Felcha moaned, and Daffyd chuckled. "Not yet, little goblin, but soon!" he promised, his voice muffled by her intimate flesh. He continued to abuse and tease her hard pleasure button with mouth, tongue, and teeth while two of his fingers pushed into her tight, constricting entrance. He felt her began to move in time with his fingers, slowly pushing herself onto them, craving, needing, begging him with her body to frig her tight cunt harder and faster. Daffyd obliged, feeling her cunt clamp down on his digits,making him work for every centimeter both coming and going. Harder and harder she fucked his hand, grinding her clit onto his mouth. With a low guttural moan she began a litany of goblin smut, her slutty, filthy mouth spewing what Daffyd hoped were endearments, confessions, and exhortations to make her orgasm. She crested, and her cunt spurted on his face and in his mouth, taking Daffyd by pleasant surprise. She almost collapsed back onto the bed, and Daffyd fell to her side, between Falcha and her sister.
Zwelka saw this as an opportunity, and climbed onto Daffyd, leaning forward to clean Felcha's cunt effusions. "You don't need to do that..." Daffyd objected in a weak voice.
"Oh, this isn't the first time I've cleaned my sister's juice from a client," she responded with a stroke of her tongue. "I love the taste of her, especially when she erupts like that... its even better than when I taste it still fresh from the oven!" What has started as a clean-up job evolved into a deep kiss, with her sucking on his tongue like a miniature cock. She felt his erection push against her generous ass seeking attention.
Zwelka moved while continuing their kiss, raising her hips up and positioning her mound over his straining cock. Slowly shespread her labia around th base of his cockshaft, thrilling at the aching pulse his cock made against her. :Hold still." she commanded, and masterbated his cockshaft with her cunt lips, grinding her clit against the hardness. Up and down she stroked, teasing his cockhead with her clenched entrance befirew slowly drenching his cockshaft with her wetness as her labia massaged his cock. She grinned malevolently as he began pushing against her, trying to ease the urgency he felt building. "Please, please, fuck me," he begged, and she replied with a feral glance.
"Make me!" she taunted.
Daffyd growled, taken over my animalistic need, the desire to mate and breed this saucy minx. Daffyd picked her up by her hips and threw her on her back, stabbing her with his cock. She spread her legs as wide as she could, taking his cock deep. Human cocks were longer and thicker than goblin cocks, and she felt an erogenous discomfort as her cunt stretched to accommodate the girth while feeling the head of his cock press against the entrance to her fertile goblin womb. Zwelka eschewed using birth control with her clients; she loved feeling hot seed spread inside her, seeking to breed her slutty goblin body.
She especially liked being fucked by a male forceful and driven beyond control, as she had with Daffyd. She had been pleased that he had made her sister cum with his mouth, a rare treat from a customer; usually it was Zwelka who made her sister orgasm with Zwelka's mouth against her cunt, cleaning a creampie out of Felcha after being filled by a satisfied customer. Each thrust of Daffyd's cock brought her closer to her own orgasm, each push against her womb by his aching cockhead a call for her cunt to contract and force his seed into her. She knew when she felt him cum deep inside her that it would push her over the edge; when she could provoke a savage fucking, it almost always did.
This time it was her ogram that pushed him over the edge, her eyes rolling back in her head as her cresting orgasm caught her by surprise. Daffyd was helpless to do anything but explode heavy ropes of his essence into her body, roaring like a beast as she bucked up again the cock impaling her.
Moments later, Daffyd collapsed between the two goblins. While Zwelka recovered her composure, Felcha got dressed to go downstairs to the common room and fetch some Sweet Nectar and whatever snacks she might find. Billed to the room, of course...
Zwelka looked at Daffyd with what in a human might pass for affection, and in a goblin might pass for greed, and said, with a self-satisfied smirk. "That's three orgasms. All done!"
"Wait a minute! I only came once!," objected Daffyd.
"No, the contract specified three, and you came, you made Felcha cum, and I came... oh Light, did I cum. Three, and very generous of you," she smirked.
"... a contact is a contract," conceded Daffyd.
(WIP)
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