The Adventures of Sandra and Company, Part 1
By Draconicon


The Kingdom of Lorashon had been at peace for a long time, and the people within had settled into peaceful, quiet lives. The army seldom had much to do, as the borders were secure and even the creatures that had joined the kingdom in the last few decades had finally worked out the kinks of being part of a new land, under rulers that were different from themselves. 

That wasn't to say that it was completely quiet. Over the last decade, many 'scandals' began emerging as the King's daughter, Princess Sandra, began to explore Lorashon as she grew up, and explored the people within the land as well. 

It didn't take long for the princess's reputation as a slut to spread around the kingdom. The common people often heard tales of the princess sneaking around, leaving the castle and finding random people that interested her, and then doing...well, the tales got a little vague at that point, but things that most girls her age would have no business doing, not for another seven years at least. 

King Ulter, her father, just ignored the various mutterings of the Kingdom when they started to reach his ears. To him, his daughter was the light of his life, and if she wanted to spend her life doing this, well, it was her right as a princess to do what she wanted. Some people wondered if she were perhaps treating her father to the same favors that she was treating other people in the Kingdom, but most agreed that was too far for even the royal family to go. Even rabbits had some standards, after all, and that would be stepping right over them.

As the princess continued to age, the scandals stopped grabbing the attention of the people, at least in terms of things that would make them gasp in shock. Soon, they became nothing more than another bit of gossip to pass around, another topic to pass the time with.

By the time that the princess was nine years old, it was a well known fact that she was a pervert and a slut, and any new news was just barely nodded at before the next topic was brought up. Foreigners never understood it, but the people of Lorashon just shrugged and moved on. She was their princess, and that was just the way that it was.

Of course, nobody could have expected the events of the princess's ninth year of life. Who could have thought that a thief was hiding in the forest? Or that the princess would develop such an interest in the goblins of the forest village? Or that everyone would be pulled together in a way that even the unity-preaching royal family could have expected?

#

Princess Sandra giggled a bit to herself as she heard the half-hearted cries of her guards in the distance. The rabbit guards her father had assigned to her were quite a ways away now, barely within earshot, yet they didn't sound particularly worried as they called out for her. It was a sign that she had finally gotten them used to the idea of her running off.

It had taken long enough, the princess thought to herself. She didn't mind having fun in the castle now and then, but when she had gotten some fun from each and every one of the guards in the castle, she needed to find a little more variety. Nothing against them, of course; the royal guard were all fine rabbits, and they had good bodies and decent tasting cum, but after she had gotten them in her holes as many times as she had, she needed to find some fresh meat...and fresh other things as well.

The princess wasn't the largest of rabbits. She stood a little over three and a half feet tall, maybe a little bigger if she extended her ears fully, but that didn't count as height, as her father told her. She had pink fur, and she had the long but thin feet of her species that carried her swiftly through the forest that bordered the royal palace. Her eyes glimmered even when she stood in the shadows of the trees, lit with the light of curiosity and eagerness that cubs her age always had, and her lips were almost perpetually turned up in a grin.

As she ran around a few more trees, she finally heard the sounds of her guards' voices drop off into silence, the soldiers giving up for the moment. They'd probably go back to the castle and tell her father that she'd run off again, and if she knew her father, he'd just laugh it off and tell them to go about their other duties, trusting her to come back when she was ready.

And she would, of course. Just after she had her fun.

Sandra slowed down now that she knew that the guards weren't chasing her anymore, giggling a bit as she pulled her dress into a straighter sort of shape. It had been wrinkled during her run through the trees, and while she didn't have much care for appearances, she figured it might help her get the attention of some traveler or another as she made her way around. Admittedly so would going naked, but that might get the attention of someone that she couldn't handle, or didn't want to handle, and while she enjoyed fun times with others, that might be going just a little too far for her today.

The bunny princess walked along one of the paths between the trees, her eyes looking ahead and to her sides for signs of the goblins she'd heard people in the castle talk about. They had sounded rather interesting, though she'd never seen one herself. 

According to her father, the goblins lived deep in the forest, in a village that they had inhabited for generations. They had been annexed into the kingdom some years ago, a little bit before she was born, and unlike the other creatures that had joined the rabbit kingdom over the years, they were pretty friendly overall. They kept up with their tax payments, they didn't have any rebellions against the crown, and overall, they were just decent folk. 

That didn't interest Sandra all that much, but the way that they were described, the way that they were said to look, had. Apparently the goblins didn't wear much of anything. Loincloths seemed to be the most that they deigned to wear, and that was sometimes more than some of them liked to wear. They went barefoot through the forest, too, and that had gotten Sandra particularly interested, more interested than she'd been in anything since that team of horse athletes had come through the capital on their way to some arena or another in the north. She grinned a bit at the memory of her 'gift' to them for a moment before reminding herself of why she was in the forest in the first place.

Goblins going barefoot...green skinned males with bare feet and nothing but loincloths to cover themselves. It was a wet dream for her, and a pretty darn good one for that. The princess could already feel herself getting wet at the thought of green, sweaty males, and their filthy feet.

It was the worst kept secret in Lorashon that, in addition to being an unrepentant pervert, the princess had a foot fetish, and the filthier the foot in question was, the better. In fact, her foot fetish had been the first thing spread around the kingdom in rumors, when she was only about five years old and had started licking the foot of the ambassador from the desert. She could still remember how his scaly foot had tasted on her tongue, crusted with sand and sweat, forming a sort of mud that she had licked off eagerly. Of course, she'd gagged on it later, and her stomach hadn't been the most happy, but she'd gotten better at it since then.

Since then, her fetish had only gotten stronger, and it was one of the first things that she judged her partners with when she was picking out someone for some fun. Dick size and other things came into consideration as well, but there was something about a good pair of feet that could take away a lot of other shortcomings, particularly if they were nice and musky and dirty as well. 

The rabbits in the castle kept their feet clean, though they were sweaty enough to keep her interested most of the time. But the thought of a goblin, someone about her size, with feet that were bare all the time and covered in all sorts of other filth...well, that was a thought that got her off every night. 

And now that she had lost her guards, maybe she could find one that could become her personal little toy. 

Sandra paused as she heard a few footsteps off in the distance, and crouched down beside one of the trees. The rabbit perked her ears up, and forced her tail still behind her, not wanting to give herself away just in case the source of the sound was someone that she didn't want. Pervert or not, she did have standards, after all.

She needn't have worried, though, as she noticed a flash of green between the trees, a different shade of it compared to the needles of the trees. A grin crossed her face as she watched the green appear again, flashing between the trees a few times before finally stepping into view on the path.

He was perfect for her, the princess thought with a grin. The goblin male was about her size, maybe slightly shorter, or slightly bigger, she couldn't quite tell, but close enough to make it not matter. He wore a leather band around his neck, covered with a few little ornaments, and his only other clothing was the loincloth that she was told about. It was flexible enough to keep moving around as he walked, and the bunny was able to get a few looks under it as he walked. Not quite the biggest thing she had seen, but for his size, it was pretty big indeed, and slightly spotted in what she recognized were cum stains on his cock skin.

Best of all, he was just as barefoot as she had hoped. No shoes, no socks, not even a pair of sandals that some of the people in the castle wore. It was simple barefoot travel, and those feet looked absolutely filthy. Every time he lifted his feet she could see the mud and dirt and even a few leaves sticking to the bottom of them, and as he got closer, she could smell the scent coming off of him.

It was rank, she thought at first, a musk that no rabbit would have ever thought to keep around. No rabbit would have gone so long without cleaning themselves, but this goblin obviously didn't have the same worries as the rabbits back at home did. He smelled of cum, of sweat, of rank body odor that just polluted the air. 

Just a small smell had her wetting her panties with pussy juice, and she wanted to get close so that she could sample it more closely, to press her nose against him and get a good whiff of his body up close and personal.

Of course, she needed to make sure that she didn't scare him off in the process. So, she stepped out from behind the tree after he had passed, and walked slowly behind him. Her legs matched him step for step, only touching the ground when he did. She was practiced in silence from moving around the castle and getting away from the guards, so she knew he wouldn't hear her, not until she wanted him to.

She followed him for a while, just enjoying his smell, before she finally decided to announce herself. A little touch on his shoulder should do the trick, she thought to herself, suiting thought to action.

The goblin reacted surprisingly strong, though, leaping into the air and spinning around at the same time with a yelp. His eyes locked with her in a second, and he immediately blushed. "You...your highness!" the goblin stammered slightly, bending at the waist in a shaky, clumsy bow. 

Damn, she had forgotten to take off the crown. But...then again, that could come in handy if he proved to be reluctant, she thought to herself. Not something she often did, as most people were all too happy to let her have her fun, but this might prove different.

He stood up straight again, looking away from her eyes. "What...what are you doing out here, in the forest, your highness?" he asked.

"Oh, I'm out on an...inspection," Princess Sandra said, smiling a bit at the not-quite lie. "I wanted to come out here and see what it was like in the forest myself, and find out what some of the goblins and others living in it were like."

He started to relax at that, sighing softly to himself. She decided to up the ante. "You know, I think I'd like to start with inspecting you, learning more about you. What's your name?" 

"Um, my name is Zeruko," the goblin said hesitantly. He fidgeted, and Sandra recognized the way he moved. Her potential conquest was looking for a way to get out of here without offending her or getting in trouble. If it wouldn't have ruined the moment, the princess would have laughed. Her new friend wouldn't get the chance; she had too much practice at this to allow anyone that interested her to get away.

Leaning forward, she started running a hand along his green, bare chest. The skin was tough, but smooth, and she could feel the muscles under the green surface. It was strange to find someone that had to be just about her own age so muscled, but she supposed it came from living out here in the forest, rather than in a castle where a person wouldn't have to work so hard. "Are all goblins so big and muscled as you?"

A blush bloomed in his cheeks. "Well, most of them are bigger..." 

"Oh, bigger?" she asked with a smile. She looked down, deliberately pausing at his loincloth for a moment. "Well, I have to inspect all of you, so how about you take that off?"

He blushed worse, but she knew that he wouldn't actually defy a royal request. Slowly, his fingers reached down to his loincloth, undoing it and letting it fall to the forest floor.

The movement revealed a decent sized shaft, better than most of the guards that she knew. The cock didn't have a sheath like they did, though, so that was rather different for the princess. The head was only half seen, too, and she curiously poked it lightly. The touch was enough to make Zeruko's cock twitch, lifting up a bit, and she giggled softly to herself. "Definitely a nice one," she said with a smile up at the goblin's face. Oh, the blush spread at that, and his cock bounced again, starting to go up.

Well, time to get on to the main event, she thought to herself. "Why don't you sit down? This might take a little while," the princess said with an encouraging grin.

Without a reason to refuse her, the goblin was more or less forced to go along. She smiled at his hesitance as he scooted back towards the edge of the path, sitting down on one of the many tree roots that filled the forest. Most of them pushed out of the earth at some point, and they made good seats when they weren't tripping people up.

Sandra knelt in front of her new goblin boy, and lifted up one of his feet by the ankle. She wasn't sure if the goblin just had big feet for his age or if all of the goblins just had ridiculously big feet, but Zeruko had a big pair. One foot was almost big enough to cover her whole face, width as well as length, and she grinned at the filth that covered in. The green skin was almost completely covered in mud and muck, with the only green she could see the green of pine needles and a few leaves. 

"Do all of you go barefoot? I've heard that you do, but I never believed it," Sandra said.

"Well...most of us, yeah. There's not enough leather for all of us to wear shoes, just the chief of the village and the shaman," Zeruko said. His toes wiggled slightly as he tried to get more comfortable on the stump, shaking his head a little bit. "Why?"

"I'm trying to learn all I can about goblins, from what they look like, to what they do...to what they taste like," she said after a second, leaning in and licking Zeruko's toe before he could ask her what she meant.

The toes were the least covered with muck, and she was able to get a little taste of the goblin's foot through the mud that covered them. Immediately, Sandra knew that she was hooked. Goblin feet had a saltier taste than rabbit or other feet, and she felt other flavors under that, flavors of earth and who knew what else, stamped into the foot from years of being barefoot. It made it so very unique, so different compared to the taste of feet that had been kept covered and shod for most of a life. Not nearly as sweaty, which was a little disappointing, but not bad for that. The flavors that were in the skin more than made up for that.

Considering how she might change that in the future, Sandra watched the goblin between his toes as he continued to lick at the upper part of the underside of his foot. The taste of the mud on her tongue wasn't great - forest mud never was, not in comparison to some other places - but it was still tolerable, and she always loved the feeling of the foot giving, muscle giving and flesh sliding under her tongue as she licked a guy's foot.

Zeruko looked confused, not to mention embarrassed, as she licked along the bottom of his foot. But with his loincloth out of the way, she could see how much he liked it, too, watching his strange, smooth shaft start lifting up towards the sky. Definitely someone else that enjoyed attention to feet, she thought to herself.

"What...why are you doing that? That's not something -"

"A princess should do?" she finished for him, giving him another lick. She had to swallow one, two, three, four times to get the mouthful of foot crud, mud, and other stuff out of her mouth and down into her stomach, but she did it without so much as a gag. "Do you think that a princess should just stay in her castle, and not get out and get to know her subjects, then?"

"Well," Zeruko shook his head with a blush. "Well, no, but -"

"Do you think -" Lick. "-that I should-" Lick. "-just stay there-" Lick, lick, LIIIIIICK! "-and not have any fun?" she asked, cleaning each of his toes one by one, licking the muck off of them, even pulling them into her mouth and sucking them clean. Oh, her tongue burned with the taste of the crud that had stuck to them for so long, ripening and getting absolutely rank with stench and flavor, but she loved it all the more for that, almost reaching back to finger herself under her dress before she stopped herself. "Do you think that I should just be a little porcelain doll?"

The goblin had nothing to say to that, and just shut up. His cock had risen up to full mast by this point, pointing up in the air from all the attention that his feet were getting, and Sandra could see just a small dot of goo coming out of his tip. Good, so he could actually shoot. She hadn't been sure about that, due to his age, but now she had some confirmation. 

Smiling softly, the princess patted the goblin's ankle lightly. "Don't worry. I'm not mad. I just want you to know that I like doing this, and I like getting to know my subjects." She giggled a bit, pressing her face against the still mucky, muddy, dirty underside of the foot in hand. "Besides, I LOVE your feet. They're just wonderful!" 

Zeruko blushed and his toes curled lightly, and Sandra felt them drumming against her head and her ears before Zeruko went still again. "I'll...I'll stop complaining then, your highness."

"Heh, why don't you just admit it, Zeruko?" Sandra asked, pulling her head back for a moment, pointing up towards the goblin's erection. "You obviously like it. Tell me, am I the first person to get down here and start licking your feet?"

"Well...no, not the first one," the goblin admitted.

She was a little surprised at that, considering the layers of grime on the bottom of his foot. Then again, she couldn't be the only one that found the thought of the green skinned creatures of the forest to be sexy. "Oh?" she said, kissing his toe lightly. "Who is the other lucky lady that got to lick these lovely feet?"

"Well, not quite a lady," he admitted, blushing worse again. "My village is helping to protect someone. She pays us with different favors, and one of the times she spent a while licking my feet. It was...pretty fun."

"Heh, was she as good as me?" the bunny asked, dragging her tongue through the mud on his foot. Some of it fell off of her tongue as she dragged her tongue from heel all the way to the toes, but most of it remained on her tongue. She let the goblin boy see it before pulling it into her mouth, chewing on the half solid mess. It stuck between her teeth, oozing between them in a way as she chewed through it, before she swallowed it. A little water would make this easier, she thought to herself, but she would take what she could get. "Did she clean your feet as good as I did, make your feet feel as good as I'm making them feel?" 

"No way!" Zeruko said without hesitation. Sandra grinned a bit to herself at that, glad to hear that she was beating this other female in the forest. If there were good feet to be licked, and good goblins to be serviced, then she was the one that was going to do it, not some slut that needed these boys to protect them.

He pushed his foot against her face a little more eagerly, and she started licking it again, dragging her tongue through the mess on his foot again and again. With the mud out of the way, it was pretty easy to get to the taste of the foot flesh beneath. There was some hardened, older crud there, crud that she needed to nibble at slightly before she could lick it off, but for all that, it was even better than the rest. 

She couldn't resist any longer. Laying herself out a bit more besides his feet, Sandra pushed up the skirt of her dress, and pushed her soaked panties to the side. Knowing that Zeruko was watching her and not caring in the least, she rammed two fingers right into her pussy, feeling her own tightness as she started finger fucking herself to the pace of her licks along the goblin's sweaty, messy feet.

She heard Zeruko's gasp, and saw his cock twitch, but all of her attention was focused exclusively on his feet. She wanted those things clean, only so she could get them all messy again, so she could lick them clean again. She moaned against his foot, panting softly as she licked along the rank, sweaty, musky flesh again, and again.

Slowly the chunks of hardened crud started coming off on her tongue, but there were so many layers of them that there was no way she could get all of them, not without locking Zeruko in a stock and spending a whole day doing nothing but lick his feet. The idea appealed to her in a way, but it wasn't something she would do. Not yet, anyway, not when she had so many other things that she could do instead.

To her surprise, he brought his other foot over against the side of her face without her asking him to. She smiled, turning her head and kissing that foot as a reward, before starting to clean up the filthy one. Filthy as compared to the one that she had partially cleaned, at least; to her, the foot was a wonder, and if she didn't get so much fun, so much pleasure out of licking it clean, she would have wanted to keep it just as it was for the rest of the goblin's life.

As she rammed her fingers in and out of her small, tight pussy, she barely noticed another, similar sound. She turned her head slightly, keeping her tongue busy, to see what it was.

Zeruko had started stroking his cock, squeezing it and rubbing it good and hard to the feeling of her licking his feet. His eyes were closed and his blush was bigger than ever, as if he was trying to pretend she couldn't see him jerking himself off while she licked his feet. The sight was so cute that she had to giggle.

Just to tease him, she pushed his feet together, arch to arch and big toe to big toe. His eyes opened just in time for him to see her swallow his two big toes into her mouth, bobbing up and down on them. Sandra grinned up at him as she moved, pulling her cheeks in as she sucked on the toes, giving him a significant glance as he kept jerking off, almost instinctively rather than with any real thought.

Oh, Zeruko, you are going to be fun, Sandra thought to herself as the goblin boy looked totally embarrassed, but still held still for her to take her fun. Yes, this was going to be a fun time.

When the big toes were completely clean, she started sticking her tongue between the toes. The sheer strength of the flavor there, the crud and jam...

Sandra flopped back from the feet, shaking, shuddering as an orgasm overwhelmed her. Three fingers rapidly thrust in and out of her pussy as she spasmed in pleasure, moaning loudly enough for the sound to echo among the trees around them.

She must have worried Zeruko with that, because he immediately let go of his cock and knelt by her, turning her head towards him. It had the side effect of making her go cross-eyed as she looked up at the goblin's big green erection, but she didn't mind that.

Slowly she calmed down, one last shudder going through her before Sandra got herself under control. "Wow....WOW!" she panted softly, shaking her head.

"What...what was that about? I've heard that females get a little weird when they hit their climax, but I've never seen something like that," Zeruko said with wide eyes.

"I've never felt something like that," Sandra said with a shake of her head. "Wow, that...that was amazing." A grin spreading over her face, the bunny turned to the goblin again. Before he could ask her anything else, she pounced him, knocking him to the ground. She knelt on him, knees on his chest, feet rather close to his groin. "Zeruko, you are officially my favorite friend, and you're going to come with me back to the castle. Got it?"

He stared up at her like she was utterly crazy. "What...what are you talking about?" The goblin tried to push himself up, but Sandra pushed him right back down. "Seriously, what are you talking about? I'm just a goblin villager, you're a princess. Us being friends - "

"Is easier to believe than me being friends with a dire rat in the sewers back at home, but I'm friends with one of them too," the princess said. "Now, are you going to argue with me, or am I going to have to pull royal privilege?" 

The goblin blushed a bit, shaking his head a few times. "I...I won't argue, your highness," Zeruko said, turning his head to the side. He still blushed, and after a moment, Sandra figured out why. When she had shoved him back down again, the tips of her toes had brushed against his cock. Now that she understood that, she realized that she could feel some pre soaking between her toes.

Oh, that got her pussy wet again. "Heh, I think that we have a little time before I'm due back at the castle anyway, and besides, I still have a foot to clean before we head back there," the princess said, getting off of her new goblin friend and moving back down to his feet.

Zeruko shuddered softly, yet still enough for her to feel as she picked up his dirty foot. She didn't have to look to know that he had grabbed his cock again, stroking himself in time to the licks she gave his foot. Smiling to herself, she closed her eyes and just let herself focus on the filthy stuff on her tongue, and enjoy the feeling of being a goblin foot slut, licking him clean even if he would never have asked her to do it. Her mind buzzed with plans of what she'd do when she got him back to the palace, and just how many things she could enjoy with him in the privacy of her own room.

#

In another part of the forest, another female was wondering just how she would have to service her own goblins. Unlike with Sandra, though, they weren't exactly friends, more like...dominant, rough employees.

Delila looked over her wing as she paused in preening herself, keeping an eye out for the village goblins. There was no sign of them yet, but judging by the position of the sun overhead, they wouldn't be away for too much longer. They'd be needing their payment for another day of protection soon.

The owl could still hardly believe that she needed to do this in the first place, but with what was chasing her...well, goblins were better pipers to pay than her pursuer. And at least here in the forest, there was no way that HE could find her so easily; with the monsters that wandered the deep paths and made their way from branch to branch at night, even HE couldn't stay in the forest too long. Not to mention the difficulty of separating her from the other, unthinking owls that roamed the trees and the branches and the skies.

Those monsters kept HIM out, and the goblins kept them out. And with how they were paid, Delila was pretty sure that they wouldn't give her away to anyone that passed through their village on the way to the capital of Lorashon further off. 

Pretty sure.

That didn't mean that she liked what they put her through, though, and as she heard the loud voices of goblin males, she knew that her time to herself for the day was about to come to an end. Delila sighed, dropping her wings to her sides as she waited for them to come to her clearing.

Three goblins stepped into the clearing, crashing through the greenery that marked the edge of her hiding place. None of them were quite adults, but from what she remembered, they were pretty close. Seventeen, Delila thought she remembered a few of the other goblins mentioning when she'd made the deal. Just a year short of their majority. 

Not that it mattered for the three goblins she was to tend to tonight, it seemed; they all wore the same outfit as the adults, a necklace of bones tied together with a strand of leather, and a loincloth that was barely enough to cover their balls but not their cocks. They were lean and muscled, and all of them carried at least knives at their sides, hanging from more little strips of precious leather, made hard through extensive work in the village, or so she was told. 

Their leader was also the oldest and brashest of the bunch. Andren was his name, and he stood a few inches taller than his fellow goblins. He had yellow eyes, like most goblins, but his tended more towards golden rather than sun yellow, almost giving his eyes the appearance of a wolf at times. Her other visitors had called him a good hunter, and told her that he was shaping up to be a pretty good warrior as well.

Delila wouldn't know. All Andren had ever showed her was how he wanted to use her.

Andren looked up at her with a smirk, and he waved his hand. "Get down here!" he shouted up at her. 

The owl shifted her from side to side a few times before taking wing, floating off of her branch for a few seconds before flying down into the clearing. She swooped over their heads, circled around, and then landed a few feet in front of them. After taking a moment to nibble at a loose feather and pulling it free, she turned her head back to them. "So," she chirped. "What do you want tonight?"

"Heh, I'm pretty sure that you can take a guess." Andren grinned at her, and wiggled his toes against the dirt of the clearing. The motion was enough to fan some of his pure stench her way, and she was thankful that her species didn't have the same sense of smell as some of the creatures in the woods; some goblin feet could send wolves running for the hills, weeping as their noses burned.

For Delila, she could still smell it, but it was weaker, not quite so potent as it was to others, but even to her the smell was rancid and nasty. She felt her earlier meal coming up for a second, but she swallowed it back down before it could come up into her throat, barely suppressing it. "Your feet again?" she asked after getting control of her stomach again.

"You got it, slut," the goblin said with a smirk. His buddies grinned at him as well, and they lifted their feet, showing off just how filthy they all were. 

The owl could never quite get over just how filthy goblin feet got, and just how quickly. She had cleaned every foot in the goblin village three times by now, she was sure, and they had all somehow gotten them back to horrendous filthiness by the time that they got back to her. Did they just go searching for mud puddles to shove their feet into, piles of filth to coat their feet in? Sometimes it really seemed that they might be doing just that, just to make sure that she had a hard time dealing with cleaning their feet, making her pay the maximum price for their protection.

But she could never say no. Not if she wanted their protection, and not if she wanted to be able to stay here for much longer. Without the protection of their village, she would just be another owl out here...and she hadn't seen all that many other owls in the forest, now that she thought of it.

So, she waddled forward a few steps before letting herself fall on her back. Considering the way that her body was built - and the fact that she didn't have hands - the only way to do this was to lay on her back while the goblins held their feet above her beak. While they did that, she could start cleaning them, and when they were satisfied, the feet would be lifted off of her face. Then they would leave, provided that they didn't want anything else. 

Usually they didn't, but there was always the exception, usually from the younger ones that hadn't found a mate of their own yet. Younger ones like Andren here, and his little group.

Andren lifted his foot up and pressed it against her beak. She could see the grin on his face as he pushed against her, and winced at the pressure pushing down from above. Most of the goblins underestimated how hard her beak was, and always pushed too hard. She couldn't complain about it, either; the pressure was enough to keep from speaking easily.

Suppressing the urge to let out a shriek from the discomfort, Delila stuck out her tongue. It was thin and narrow, and if she could only lick their feet, it would have taken her forever to get anything done. Instead, she used her beak and her tongue in tandem, biting through the muck that seemed to glue itself to the goblin feet, and pull it into her mouth. She had to turn her head to the side to get a good angle for it that wouldn't touch the skin below, but she could just manage it against the pressure against her beak and face.

It was as nasty and putrid as usual, her stomach rebelling against the taste, but she swallowed it down without complaint. Her stomach had dealt with raw meat and bones and other things that were less pleasant than this - though it had been a long time since she had subsided on that alone, she admitted - so she could keep taking this for however long she needed. 

Still, it was one thing to clean the feet for the goblins. It was another thing when they had their cocks out and were stroking themselves, the way that Andren was. She could hear it more than she could see it, considering his toes were drumming on the top of her head as she bit her way through the muck on his foot, but the sound was unmistakable. The wet fap, fap, fap was a sound that she had memorized since coming to the village, always a sound that meant that a male goblin was helping himself to a little fun. 

She tried to ignore it, but it was hard to ignore when she could hear it coming from all sides as the other two goblins started to do the same thing. Growling under her breath, she bit down a little harder on the mud, forcing another chunk into her beak and down her throat. It burned with the taste of goblin sweat and whatever this mud had been sitting in for as long as it had, and she chirped softly to herself, wishing she could at least have a little water to wash this down with.

Her efforts roamed all over Andren's foot, gradually stripping away the brown mud to expose the green foot buried beneath it all. Sadly, that was only the first bit of the work she needed to do, and the mud was the easiest bit to get rid of. Now came the tricky part.

As she expected, he lowered his foot a bit, putting his toes right about level with her beak. Fanning his toes, he showed off the nasty parts that were between the toes, and despite her deadened sense of smell, Delila went lightheaded from the pungent, putrid odor that came from the space between the goblin's toes.

"Don't stop now," Andren said, a smirk on his face as he squeezed the tip of his cock. The way that it was positioned, a little drop of pre landed between his toes, right on the bit of toe jam that was letting off the horrible smell. "Oh, look, there's a little more for you to clean up. Now why don't you get to it before I have my friends here add a little more to the mess that you have to work with?"

She would have glared, but with mud and muck covering her face, it wouldn't have done a darn thing to try it. So, she leaned up instead. Her talons curled tight, and she closed her eyes as she stuck her beak delicately between the goblin's toes. She could just barely feel by pressure when the tip of her beak touched his foot, and she pulled back a bit so that it would nudge the toe-jam, hoping that maybe she could nudge it into the back of her mouth bit by bit, and maybe avoid tasting some of it.

It didn't work, as the toe-jam fell right on her tongue. The taste wasn't so bad just on contact, but now that it was on her tongue, she could feel that it was a pretty big piece, and that meant that she couldn't just swallow it as it was. She would have to chew it a bit, and her throat clamped down with a gag at the thought of tasting the inside of the jam.

There was no choice in the matter, though, so she braced herself and just did it, breaking it apart several times with her beak. It burned on her tongue, the concentrated flavor of filth and sweat combined into one sweaty globule that disintegrated on her tongue, soaking the flavor onto her tongue in a way that she was unsure would ever go away. She retched again, and once more only barely managed to keep her stomach from ejecting its contents. 

Andren gave her no mercy, though, pushing his foot against her beak, shoving the toe-jam right against her tongue while her beak was still open. She was forced to eat it to avoid choking on it or gagging, and she shuddered as she forced it down her throat, knowing that her stomach wouldn't be happy for a while with all of this rolling around inside.

The goblins smirked at her, the other two looking at her with their cocks in hand. They had stopped stroking, she realized, and long enough for their cocks to go soft again. As she looked up at Andren past his filthy toes, she realized that he had done the same. What...why had they stopped? Usually they kept going until they came, she thought as she forced down another mouthful of the blasted toe-jam.

She had another few mouthfuls before Andren pulled his foot back, and she gasped for air, some clean air, or at least some that wasn't quite so polluted by the filth that the goblins managed to get their feet covered in. 

She barely had any chance to get a few breaths in before the next part of her 'pay session' started. 

Golden streams flowed from the goblins towards her face, piss splattering over her face and into her mouth. She sputtered through the urine, and tried to rock herself to her feet. Before she could do more than move a little bit, though, Andren stepped forward, his foot pinning her tail feathers, and one of his toes brushing against her pussy.

She froze in place, the goblins stopping their pissing for a second. Andren looked down at her, forcing one of his big toes inside of her with a force that made her grunt in discomfort as it slid inside. He wiggled it lightly, opening her up with the digit that felt wider than most male owls could ever hope to be, and said, "Don't bother squirming around. I'm getting a little more fun for the protection that we're giving you today, so make sure that you don't spill so much. I'm sure you don't want to smell goblin piss around your home while we're not here."

"You..." Delila wanted to curse, wanted to rail against him. Hell, if his foot was still near her face, she would have been tempted to bite at the thing and damn the consequences. But instead, it was in her pussy, and if she moved around too much, she was pretty sure that his toe could rip her up down there, and really painfully for that matter. She slumped back against the ground, her wings tight against her sides to show her displeasure the way she couldn't out loud. "Fine."

"Good girl," Andren said. The other goblins walked up with him, each of them putting one of their muddy feet against her sides. Her wings were pinned by their filthy feet, her nose filled with the triply strong stench of their foot stink, and her feathers were covered in mud in seconds. If she was ever going to fly again, she was going to need to preen her wings for hours to get rid of all of that mud, and her stomach was not going to happy. Full, but most definitely not happy with what she was going to put in it.

The sarcastic part of her mind told her that at least she was finally getting the drink she asked for, and she growled under her breath again.

Piss streamed over her face and down her throat again as Delila simply lay there and let them piss as much as they wanted. She wanted to close her mouth, but two things stopped her. The first was the simple fact that she was a little worried about what Andren might do if she defied him that way, particularly considering where he was standing and how. The second was because she needed something to wash her throat out. Urine wasn't particularly her first choice in the matter, but it was liquid, if nasty, overly salty liquid, and it would help wash her throat out even if she would gag at the thought later.

Their piss streamed down her throat, blasting away the bits of toe-jam that was left covering her tongue and beak. It was a small relief, as even their piss tasted better than that, but not much of one. She swallowed rapidly, but some of their piss still slipped out of her beak, slipping down the sides of her head and falling down to the ground of the clearing.

They chuckled a bit, and she just glared up at them as they continued to piss. Well, glared until a little bit got into her eyes, and then she shrieked from the pain, closing her eyes and squirming back and forth. It was futile, the way that the feet held her still from each side, and she felt some discomfort from her pussy as the goblin toe inside pulled on her insides, tugging her painfully and stretching her in a way she didn't want to get more familiar with. She forced herself still, but it didn't make it much easier to swallow down the next few mouthfuls of piss.

Nevertheless, she swallowed it down as quickly as she could, forcing it down her throat and into her swelling belly. It made her groan softly, as she swallowed salty, pissy mouthful after mouthful, filling her belly with the 'fine wine' as one goblin called it to go along with her meal of mud and toe-jam. She swore, if there was any safer place for her than in this damn forest...

Slowly the flow of piss flagged, then stopped. She slowly opened her eyes, the piss dripping from her feathers and onto the dirt below. She felt like she was laying in mud, and Delila was sure that she would never get all of this out of her feathers, not now, not at this point of filth.

The goblins around her slowly pulled their feet back from her wings, keeping their urine from getting them any smellier, though she doubted they really cared all that much about that, considering how they smelled most of the time. Andren's friends stepped back, but he reached down, picking her up by her legs. He was rough, but not as bad as the first time he had been here, when he - 

Her legs were pulled apart hard, and Delila's eyes went wide as she looked up at Andren's face. "Heh, I know that some of the guys have been using this hole of yours before going back to the village. Now, just lay back, and let me and the boys have our fun," he said.

She could feel his cock pressing between her legs, and one of the other goblins walked around to stand by her head. He held her from underneath, keeping her propped up as he held his cock in front of her beak.

Delila knew that she could rip that cock apart if she wanted to, tearing green flesh apart in seconds, but the action would lose her the protection that she needed, not to mention what the other goblins would do to her in revenge for what she did to them. And no matter how fierce her beak was, how sharp it was, she was only an owl, only a fraction of their height. They could do whatever they wanted to her to punish her for her impudence, and there would be nothing she could do to stop them.

Swallowing the last of the piss in her mouth and the little bit of dignity that she still had left, the owl opened her beak as much as she could. As it was, the swollen head of the goblin's cock still pressed against the sides of her beak as it slid into her throat, the massive thing filling her up almost immediately. The shaft probably wouldn't be that big on another goblin, but for her small frame and size, it was utterly massive, and it was more than enough to set her gagging almost immediately.

Not that the gagging would do a thing to make the goblin take his cock out, she knew; there had been others that had used her like this before, as Andren had said, but at least they were the younger goblins, ones that weren't so well developed as these three. They had been small enough to keep the stretching from ripping her, to keep her from feeling like her jaw was being unhinged by the simple act of taking a cock into her throat. But she knew the worst was yet to come, as she felt Andren rubbing his cock against her pussy, rubbing against her hole, just waiting to shove it in and - 

Delila's eyes went wide as she felt that green cock between her legs shove forward, the tip of it shoving her hole wide open as it slammed halfway in on the first thrust. Her lower body felt almost numb everywhere but her pussy, as the nerves were stressed so hard, and her pussy burned with the friction of the huge goblin cock sliding back and forth inside of her small hole. Andren's hands on her legs kept her talons from savaging him, and he yanked her up and down on his cock, slowly pushing more of his shaft into her feathery pussy.

Her eyes watered from the feeling of being rammed open like this, pulled back and forth between the two horny males without any way to stop them. Now that the cock was all the way down her throat, she could barely even breathe, let alone do anything to stop them. Even biting down with her beak wasn't an option anymore, not unless the goblin in her beak pulled out enough to let her jaw work properly.

The third goblin stood at the sides, his cock in hand as he jerked off to the show that he was getting. Delila could see his cock, the head of it pointed at her face, his hand flying up and down his shimmering shaft. All of the goblins had apparently worked up a sweat, so their skin was shiny in the sunlight in the clearing. In another situation, Delila supposed they could have been some what attractive, but as it was, she could only see her protectors as some sort of monster.

What little sense of smell she had left carried the smell of horny goblin to her nose, the musk of their crotches, of spent cum and urine and male sweat all she could smell. All she could taste was musky, filthy goblin cock, ramming its way down her throat and spilling pre down into her already swollen stomach. She could feel everything she had eaten and drunk sloshing around inside of her belly, swilling around like a huge meal, and it made her groan.

But the strongest feeling came from between her legs, where Andren continued to ram his cock deep inside of her, each thrust pushing his balls right up against her feathered rump before he pulled back to repeat the motion. His fingers dug into her legs hard enough that she worried for the sake of her bones, but couldn't do anything to stop him. Him and his friend held her still in midair, only moving her to shove her further down on their unwashed cocks, forcing her to take them further into her holes, holes that were never designed to take things so big.

The owl had been sure that she would rip right open from taking something like this, but somehow, her body was able to tolerate it. That didn't make it good, but the pain was slowly starting to fade. The initial penetration still made her wince to think about it, but the burning friction of something so huge inside of her was fading. At least Andren had productive balls, the owl thought to himself; it made the whole thing a little slicker, a little wetter, and thus easier to take as he started to speed up. Her pussy ached as he started to really ram it in, but at least it didn't feel like each thrust was going to rip her open. At least, not as much.

He looked down at her with a cocky grin, holding himself hilted in her. Delila could just barely see his grin past the cock in her beak, but she could hear him. "Heh, you're a good little cock sleeve, Delila. Glad we can do business this way. Hope you've gotten loosened enough, now, because I'm going to really have my fun now."

She barely had the chance to go wide-eyed again before the two goblins started thrusting again, and if she had thought that they were rough before, now they were utterly ruthless. Her body shook as it was battered on both sides by dick, balls slapping her face and her rear again and again. 

The air coming through her nose was tainted by the smell of sweat and musk, barely any air getting down her throat from the blockage of the massive cock filling her up. She had no idea how far into her each cock was going, but with how small she was, it felt like the both of them were going to meet up somewhere in her middle. Each thrust felt like it was pushing something out of the way, threatening to rip something apart.

And yet, despite that, she could feel something growing stronger and stronger. It was a burning sensation, and at first she thought that she wasn't as used to the hammering cocks as she thought she was. But then she felt something else. It wasn't burning...it was a slowly...swelling...pleasure. 

She gasped around the cock in her throat as it exploded, sending a load of cum down towards her stomach. However, she could barely swallow more than a bit of it before the goblin pulled back, spraying the rest of his load over her face. The goblin standing at the side joined his comrade, painting her feathers with his seed as he hit his orgasm, making sure that the darker feathers were painted as white as he could.

And through it all, Andren continued to drag her up and down his cock, turning her around so that she faced the other goblins. Her entire lower body was numbed from the power of his thrusts ramming into her, and despite the indignity of it, Delila could feel herself rushing towards an unwilling orgasm. She clenched her beak tightly, closing her eyes to try and ignore it.

But it refused to be denied. As Andren hilted with her for the last time, and she felt his cum spurting inside of her, her body went over the edge. Physical stimulation overrode the emotional disapproval, and her body squirmed and trembled in her own small climax, her hole trying and failing to tighten around the goblin's shaft as he filled her with his load.

When he was done cumming, he picked her up from his shaft, holding her in the air. If she was physically able, she would have blushed at the way that he showed off her leaking pussy to every one of his group, and she looked away as they grinned at her.

Lowering her after a few seconds, Andren patted her head. "Heh, thanks for the payment, Delila. You're safe for another day," he said with a smile. It was less of a smirk than the others she'd been given, but she didn't say anything back.

Instead, she hopped away behind her tree, settling down to start cleaning off her feathers. If she was lucky, maybe she would be able to fly again by nightfall. 

#

Sandra smiled softly as she led her new goblin friend through the halls of her family's palace, almost feeling his eyes going all over the place as he took in the sights of the tapestries on the walls, the armored rabbit knights that stood in the halls, and the other signs of the royal family's wealth.

It was good to have someone different with her in the palace; the few other people that she knew down in the villages around the castle were only able to get up here every so often, and they were getting boring now. They saw her too much as a princess now, particularly when their parents got around to talking to them, and then they started treating her different. 

Well, now she had someone new to play with, and spend time with, and do all sorts of fun stuff with, she thought to herself. The princess looked over her shoulder at the goblin as they walked through another hallway, going up a winding staircase towards the second floor of the palace. His hand clasped the railing hard, the green fingers going a little pale from gripping it so tightly, and he moved slowly, constantly looking over the edge at the floor that was getting further and further away.

Sandra reached back and patted his side, jumping back a bit as he yelped in surprise. Giggling, she said, "You don't have to worry. This will keep you from falling over, unless you go throwing yourself over the edge. I promise, nothing is going to happen to you here..." She paused, putting a finger to her chin. "Well, I won't lie. Something will happen, but you'll like it, I promise."

Eyes going wide, Zeruko opened his mouth - 

"Princess, there you are!" 

The bunny turned around and smiled at the approaching servants. Proper bunnies rather than the hares that made up the army, the servants were only a little bit taller than her, and dressed in pink suits at her own orders. They looked a little silly, but she liked seeing them all silly like this. They needed to stop being so serious anyway. Curtsying playfully, Sandra said, "Yes, here I am, Yula. I'm sorry that I worried you."

"Don't give me that, you little scamp; you like to make us all worry about you," the bunny female in the front of the group muttered. She shook her head, then looked over Sandra's shoulder. Raising an eyebrow, she pointed at the goblin. "What is that?"

Stifling the urge to get angry, Sandra took a step back and pulled her new friend forward. "This is Zeruko, a new friend of mine," the princess said with a smile. She saw a little look of shock on one of the servants, standing just behind Yula, and she marked his face as she continued. "He's a goblin from the village in the forest, and I wanted to bring him home to show him the castle. It's so amazing, and I wanted to let him see everything that there was to see, absolutely everything."

She saw a flicker of understanding in Yula's eyes, and the blush that passed under those pink furred cheeks confirmed that the bunny understood. "I see," the servant bunny said with a nod. "Shall you need anything special for your friend, your highness?" 

"Oh, nothing big," Sandra said. "Just make sure you send up a good meal for me. I'll share some food with Zeruko later, but I need a good meal after spending so long out in the forest."

"As you say, your highness," Yula said with a bow. She clapped her hands, and the servants behind her scattered to their other duties. Yula herself was halfway down the hall before the others were out of sight, but paused at the end of one hallway. 

The bunny servant looked at the goblin, and gave the princess a significant look. "Don't make me chase this one," Yula said before disappearing.

Zeruko grabbed her by the arm before she could continue leading them along. "Sandra?" She turned to look at him, seeing that he was looking more nervous than before. His eyes were open wider, and his grip was tight enough on her arm to be a little uncomfortable. "Sandra? What does she mean, don't make her chase me?"

"Oh, it's nothing bad," the princess said, trying and failing to shake off the goblin's hand. 

When she couldn't get loose, she sighed a bit. "Oh, if you have to know, it's just a little joke. I have brought a few friends up here before, and some of them were a little scared about the way that I like to play. I think their moms and dads were telling them that I'm some sort of demon princess or something, what with all the rumors out there about me. I'm sure you heard a few out there in the forest."

"No, I haven't."

Sandra blinked. "What?"

Zeruko slowly let go of her arm, saying, "I haven't heard anything about you. I didn't even know who you were until I saw your crown." He shrugged, though he did start to smile at the same time. Must have been because of the flustered and shocked face that she was making, Sandra thought. 

Honestly, she couldn't believe it. With the way that she got knowing looks from all of the guards, and from everyone down in the villages, and from the stablehands, and everyone else that she had encountered since her first foray into the world of naughtiness, she had thought that her reputation had spread everywhere by this point. The fact that there was even one person that didn't know about her, particularly when he could get hard...

Still shaking her head, Sandra realized that she didn't know just how old Zeruko was. She had assumed that he was about the same age as her, but that was just because they were close to the same size. But that might be because goblins did stuff differently than rabbits. "Just...how old are you?" Sandra asked.

He blushed. "Well, I'll be twelve in half a year," Zeruko said. "I know that I'm a little small for my age, but it's not that bad, is it?"

"No, no, not bad at all," Sandra hastened to assure him. "Don't worry, don't worry. I just wanted to make sure that you weren't just too young to have heard about it or something; I don't know what goblins look like as they get older, or how big they can get."

"Heh, if you want to see how big a goblin can get, you should see my brother Andren," the goblin said with a chuckle. He held his hand over his head as much as he could, holding his hand a little over where a full grown rabbit could grow, though not quite so high as the hare officers in the army. "My brother's really tall, and he's bigger than me-" He broke off with a blush, shaking his head. "Well, he's bigger, let's just say that."

The princess could take a guess just where this Andren was bigger, and she smiled a little bit to herself. Maybe sometime she could have Zeruko take her to see Andren, or see if he could come here to the castle too. Probably the latter, though; the way that the servants reacted to Zeruko was bad enough, and she didn't want to tempt things by inviting a full grown goblin back here for her fun, no matter the fact that she was a princess.

Before she could lead the way back to her bedroom again, though, Zeruko cleared his throat. "I'm still kinda curious what I should have heard about you, though."

"Oh, that I'm a big pervert, that I'm a slut, that every guy and their horse in the kingdom has fucked me, and that I seduce all husbands and sons into my bedroom to let them fill my pussy with their cum, and summon entire families into my quarters to clean their feet from the dirt of their whole lives travel," the princess said, shrugging her shoulders lightly, waving her hand as though it was no big deal. "Trust me, they have a lot of things to say about me, and sadly, most of the people that claim I've licked their feet never got close to me. Pity, too, because some of those travelers looked like they would be fun to play with."

A soft whimper got her attention, and she took a closer look at Zeruko. His face was so red that she thought that he might have caught fire, and a little look down told her that she had affected him a little more than she had expected. The loincloth he wore was completely pushed off to the side, revealing his green cock. The whole thing was rigid and hard, and he blushed worse as she kept staring at it. The princess wasn't entirely sure, but she thought that it might have actually gotten a little harder while she stared at it.

Giggling a bit at the way that she got the goblin boy so turned on, the princess reached out and grabbed hold of his cock. He jerked in surprise, but with her grip, there was no way that he was going to be running off, not without leaving something behind in the process. "Come on," Sandra said with a grin. "We're going to my quarters right NOW, and you're going to meet a friend of mine before we get around to a little more fun. I promise you, you're going to LOVE this."

She felt that he was a little more nervous now, though she supposed she could understand that. His cock was pretty big after all, and if she was a guy and had one that was big enough to require someone like her to use two hands, she probably would be too shy to show it off to people in public too. After all, why make the other guys feel bad about what they had? No matter how much the girls liked looking at it, why make other men feel bad if they couldn't quite measure up to something this meaty and delicious looking?

That didn't mean that she moved any faster than normal, and several times they were seen by some of the other guards that patrolled the halls. The hares rolled their eyes at her, and gave the goblin glances that she guessed were sympathetic. Some did look a little eager, though, and some winked at her in encouragement, usually the ones that she enjoyed spending time with the most. She gave them a grin in return, as well as blowing them a little kiss. 

"Why...why do they treat you like this?" Zeruko asked her, his voice quiet and subdued. "I thought that you were the princess. Why are they letting you just run around with a guy like me through the castle?"

"Oh, mostly because I'm the princess, but also because some of them come around at night and have me suck their cocks," Sandra said. She licked her lips at the thought of some of those cocks; they were thick and hard, though not very long for the most part. She supposed that most of the hares got by with the energy they had while fucking rather than with the size of what they had between their legs.

She chuckled at the whimper that her friend made at that comment, and felt his cock get that much more rigid in her hand. The real prize, though, was the bit of pre that leaked out and onto her palm. Oh, she was going to be enjoying that later, she thought; she'd tasted various different cocks and cum, but there had never been the chance to try out a goblin. Just like with his feet, Zeruko would help her learn a little more about goblins by letting her taste his cock, allowing her to learn just what goblins tasted like below the waist.

It didn't take long to reach her quarters, though she stopped at the door. Letting go of the green cock, she turned to face her friend. "Now, there's a big rule here that you need to know about. I think you'll be fine with it, though," Sandra said as she walked around the goblin.

"What's that?" he asked, following her with his eyes, but not turning around.

"I have to clean the feet of anyone that wants to come into my room." 

Her friend turned to stare at her, or at least tried to. She already had a good grip on his ankle, and there was no way for him to spin around all the way without falling flat on his face from the attempt. Grinning at his look of confusion - and not missing the way that his cock twitched at her forcefulness - the bunny princess lifted up one of his ankles, forcing him to stand on one foot as she looked down at the one in hand.

It wasn't nearly as dirty as when she had first found him, sadly, but it was still fairly filthy. The thought of lowering herself to lick the thing clean, something that she was sure that no other princess would do, was amazingly sexy to her. Knowing that she would - not might, but would - be seen by the passing servants only made it better. They'd carry the tales around the castle and then out of it, and soon everyone would know that their princess licked the feet of not just the passing travelers and the soldiers, but of the 'savage' goblins of the forest, too. They would know just how much of a slut she was, and she loved the thought of them finding out just what depths she would sink to.

Licking her lips in eagerness, Sandra dove her head down against Zeruko's foot. He tensed up at the touch, but she ignored the bit of discomfort and embarrassment he had, sniffing at the bottom of his foot, sucking in the scent of sweat from the long walk and the earthy scent of dirt, mud, and the slightly spicy scent of the oils that were kept in the carpets they had walked over. It hadn't done a thing to make the goblin smell any better or get rid of more than the slightest bit of the mud on his feet, which she was thankful for.

Moaning at the heady musk that filled her nose, she forced her face against the muddy skin, rubbing it against her cheeks and getting her fur streaked with the mud. Every little sniff brought a little spurt of juices from her pussy, making her already soaked panties drenched, and she barely resisted the urge to reach down and finger herself again like back in the forest.

Knowing that she needed to get in the room soon to make sure that the surprise for her friend went off without a hitch, Sandra forced herself to stop sniffing at his feet and stated licking instead. The layers of mud and dirt were tempered with the spicy, almost fruity sweet spice of the oils, and the salty and musky taste of the sweat that lay beneath it. It had all mixed together into something of a sauce in a way, and after a few licks, Sandra decided something else. 

Leaving the foot only half cleaned, she moved over the other, giving it a few cursory licks before standing back up again. Tongue covered in filth, she kept it in her mouth for a little longer, swishing it from side to side along her tongue, sliding it between her teeth in a way that made them brown and grainy, and only then swallowed it, gagging softly on the sheer size of the glob of stuff before it went down with a second swallow.

Zeruko looked a little disappointed, though no less embarrassed as one of the servants that they'd seen earlier passed them by. The bunny gave the goblin's exposed cock a look with a raised eyebrow, but said nothing as she walked by. However, there was no mistaking the way that she adjusted her dress as she moved along; both Sandra and Zeruko knew that she was a little impressed.

"Don't worry, I'll be licking your feet even more when we get inside, and when the food gets here," Sandra said with a nod of her head. Reaching into a pocket of her dress, she pulled out a polished silver key. A little click after turning it in the lock, and her door was opened, sliding open about half a foot on its own before she grabbed hold of the handle and pulled it open the rest of the way. She held it for the goblin, gesturing inside. "Shall we?" she asked.

He stepped inside without further encouragement, almost running, and Sandra couldn't help but giggle to herself. Was the goblin afraid of her, and darting it to get away from her, or was he really eager for some fun, and wanting to get inside of the room so that they could get to the more pleasant parts of her night? Either way, she was going to have a VERY fun time tonight.

Following him in and shutting the door behind her, Sandra made sure to lock the door. The last thing she needed was for Zeruko to go running off if he found this too shocking or surprising. She had no doubt that he would like having her and someone else as willing sluts for him and able to do almost anything for him that he might imagine...well, at least that was probably how he'd see it. She'd know the truth; she was taking her pleasure through her personal debasement, and in the process, giving him a good bit of fun through humiliating herself with this.

The room was relatively simple for a royal bedchamber. There was a huge bed on the far side of the room, shaped in a heart at her personal request. Draped in pink, it was big enough for eight cubs her size, and four grown-ups, with blankets and pillows aplenty. The floor, where it wasn't covered in carpets, was cobblestone like much of the rest of the castle, and the walls were covered in tapestries that showed parts of her life. Sandra was particularly proud of the rather large tapestry at the side of her bed, depicting every member of her family, and her father's family, and her mother's family, all the way back to the oldest generations that her family had records for. It was a piece of art, and her father had given it to her just last year as a gift. For her, it was a great treasure. 

A fireplace was lit at the side of the room, just far enough from the bed to keep it from being a fire hazard and just close enough to give heat when it was needed. Sandra wove her way around Zeruko over to the fireplace, and reached over for a small stone that stuck out a bit from the fireplace. She leaned in, rapping her finger on the stone a few times, and then placed her ear against it.

A few seconds later, the rapping was returned, tap for tap, and the princess grinned. Ignoring the confused look from her friend, she grabbed the stone and pulled it free, pulling it out and then dropping it beside the fireplace. "Come on out!" she called inside.

"Who are you talking to?" Zeruko asked, cocking his head to the side.

"You'll see. Just stand back, and wait," Sandra said, taking a few steps back herself.

Out of the hole crawled a rather large rodent. Brown-furred, it was the same size as a cat, if not a little bit bigger. She - and it was a she, considering the tail was raised and her sex was prominent - pulled herself out of the hole and circled herself a few times before stretching out, bald paws pushed forward before sharp claws raked across the cobblestones. It was about as long from nose to tail-base as a cat was from nose to tail tip, and the tail itself was quite long as well, at least 1/2 to 2/3rds the size of the rat itself.

After circling a few more times, the rat looked up, cocking her head to the side, and, to the surprise of the goblin, spoke. "Hey, Sandra, I see you got a new friend."

Zeruko stared in amazement at the rat for a few seconds before turning his attention to Sandra. "You have a rat...that can talk with you?" 

"Not just a rat, a dire rat," the rat in question said. She shook her head a bit, chuckling a bit. Nodding at the goblin, she said, "Not exactly the brightest guy, is he?"

"Give him a break, he's still getting used to the castle and everything else." Sandra chuckled a bit, reaching down and patting the rat's head lightly. "Anyway, Zeruko, this is Vecta. She's one of my best friends, and one of the only girls I know that enjoy things like I do. Vecta, this is Zeruko. He's a goblin that I met down in the forest, and invited back here for a bit more fun."

Vecta blinked lightly. "Was that why you said I should come up here today?" she asked. "I thought that we were going to go through the sewers again, see if we could find anything new down there."

"We'll do that another time," Sandra said. "Now, why don't you two let me get comfortable, and then we can get started." The bunny princess started stripping out of her clothes as she said that, pulling her dress over her head and throwing it over onto the bed. The panties she wore followed them along, laying on top of the dress and leaking some of her juices onto it.

She grinned at the look from the goblin, and she patted his cheek lightly. "Heh, there's a reason I wanted some privacy in here, you know. It's the only place that I can really let loose inside of the castle, like Vecta could tell you."

The rat chuckled and nodded. "Yeah, tell me about it. The whole place is so stuck up; if Sandra tried doing more than her foot licking anywhere else in the castle, she would have so much trouble that she'd never be able to get out of the castle again."

"And none of us want that, do we?" the bunny said. Both the goblin and the rat shook their heads rapidly, and Sandra nodded with a grin. "Now, Zeruko, I'm going to be getting some food in here soon, and I'll be using that for the bit of fun that we're going to have. But first, why don't you help Vecta have a bit of fun, too? I always like sharing my fun friends with each other."

The goblin looked from her to the rat, a little confused, though no less ready for some fun, his cock hard and poking past the loincloth. He might have even been a little more aroused, Sandra thought to herself; at least, she didn't remember the tip being that shiny with pre before.

He walked over to the rat, squatting down on the floor besides her. "Well...what should..." He paused. "What do you like?" 

Rolling her eyes a bit, Vecta reached out with a forepaw, patting the goblin's cock a few times. "Take a guess, big guy," the rat said. "I'm a rat. We live in the sewer. You learn to like a few things that most people would never even consider."

His eyes went wide, and Vecta chuckled again. "Gods but you're easy," she said with a grin. "Look, I'm a simple rat. I don't need a hard fucking, I don't need cum. I just like to be there for my friends, and I think that you're going to be a good friend for me and Sandra. I like to give my friends the chance to relieve themselves, okay?"

"Relieve themselves?" Zeruko asked. "If you don't want cum...do you mean that you want - "

"That golden shower? Yes." The rat nodded her head. 

Sandra smiled at the exchange between her friends. Admittedly, Vecta was exaggerating a bit with what she 'wanted' from the goblin; it had taken some time to get the rat to admit that she didn't really mind piss most of the time, but it was another thing to get the rat to offer that sort of service to the different males that she brought back here. The princess thought it was worth it, though; Vecta had another thing that she could do while she was in the castle, and Sandra got a few bonus points for the males she brought back here. 

Still, she had been a little worried that Zeruko wouldn't be able to take the offer as it was meant. He had been shy so far, though he hadn't seemed to mind stroking himself in the forest while she was tending to his feet. Even with that, though, she half expected him to run for the door and get away from the strange perverts in the castle. 

Thankfully, he didn't. Instead, he just smiled and lowered his cock, pushing it towards the rat's mouth. As his slid forward, he didn't get the chance to look at Vecta's face, didn't see how her expression changed from cocky and eager to something a little less enthusiastic. Sandra, watching for it, did see it, and she smiled a bit to herself as she imagined what was going through Vecta's mind. Revulsion? Unlikely. Distaste? Possible, though whatever Vecta was feeling wouldn't impact how well she serviced the goblin boy.

The naked bunny walked a bit closer, laying down on the floor with her face just a few inches away from her friend's cock and the rat's mouth. Sharp teeth were kept away from that green cock by the rat's lips, curled back slightly to keep the edges from hurting Zeruko as he slid inside. The sides of the rat's mouth, unable to close due to the fact she was a feral rat rather than anthro, had enough of a gap between the teeth to let Sandra see that cock sliding further and further towards the back of Vecta's mouth.

Sandra patted the goblin's thigh lightly as he was about to put his cock all the way back in Vecta's throat, stopping him before the head could go out of sight. "That's far enough, Zeruko," she said with a grin. Her free hand drifted behind her, between her legs, rubbing her wet pussy lips at the sight in front of her. "That's it. Now, just pee. Pee as hard as you like in her mouth. She'll swallow most of it, I promise."

He blushed a bit, but the goblin didn't argue. It took a moment for Zeruko to actually start pissing through his erection, but soon the first yellow spurts shot out, right into the back of the rat's throat. Vecta twitched slightly, her eyes going wide at the doubtlessly putrid taste of the urine, but she held herself still.

Sandra watched with a grin as she saw the golden liquid flowing free of her friend's cock, rubbing herself lightly as the flow slowly picked up speed and force. This was the best show that she had gotten so far with her friend, the green cock an amazing counter-color to the rat's coloration, and very different than seeing the pink cocks of other rabbits in Vecta's mouth. She would have to see if she could find other goblins to come back here to do something like this too, just to see if a bigger cock in there looked any different if it was attached to a goblin.

But the real treat was how Vecta twitched and trembled as she swallowed the piss, gulp after gulp of it going down her throat. The first few times that the rat had done this, it had spilled all over the floors, staining the cobblestones and the rugs with each little bit that slipped free, and all of it had to be thrown out before the smell could soak into her room. After so much practice, though, the rat was able to keep all but a few dribbles down her throat, and the dribbles were small enough that they only soaked into her fur instead of falling to the ground.

It was a challenge for the rat, though, and she was shaking as she continued to swallow mouthful after mouthful. Sandra patted the rat's back lightly, trying to comfort her through it. Now that the act had started, it was quite clear that the rat was a bit past 'not minding' the piss and at the point of wanting it over quickly. Vecta swallowed it faster, and faster, and only Sandra's hand on her back kept her from either pushing the cock into her throat so she didn't have to taste the urine, or pulling back and letting it spill elsewhere.

For his part, Zeruko barely seemed to notice the discomfort of the rat that was acting as his personal toilet. He just had a smile of relief on his face, familiar to Sandra after seeing the woodsmen out in the woods taking a break to relieve themselves. His eyes were off in the distance, not down at the here and now. That made her grin as well; her new friend probably wouldn't think twice of using Vecta in the future to relieve his bladder, and maybe her as well. That was another thought, though, for another time.

Sadly, the show started to end before Sandra was even near her orgasm, and the piss flow started slacking off after less than a minute. It started to run down the rat's tongue, but Vecta reacted properly, tilting her head back just enough to allow the piss to flow towards the back of her throat rather than let it fall out and onto the floor. It meant that her teeth scraped the bottom of the goblin's cock just a bit, but Zeruko moaned rather than winced at that. 

Finally, the piss flow stopped, and he slowly pulled his cock free of her mouth. It was slightly softer than before, starting to dip at the head. 

For the second part of her friend's fun time, Sandra couldn't have that. Before the goblin could pull back, she grabbed hold of his cock. With a grin at his shocked face, the bunny princess leaned down and swallowed the head of his cock between her lips, wrapping her lips tightly around the green shaft and holding it inside her mouth. Her tongue lapped over the head rapidly, flicking it, teasing it as she tasted it.

The head was a bit different than the rabbit cocks that she had enjoyed over the years. It was muskier, she thought, with a hint of some solid stuff just a bit under the head. A part of her wanted to keep his cock in her mouth until he came, find out what that tasted like, and what the solid stuff under the head was, but that would throw everything else off schedule. 

That didn't mean she didn't savor the taste of his cock in her mouth, the musky, salty taste of mixed urine and pre, flicking her tongue over the slit at the head of his cock a few times. She could feel it getting harder, thicker in her mouth, responding to her attention, and Zeruko's moans told her that he was definitely enjoying it.

Before she could pull back and tell him what she had planned next, though, he reached out and put his hand on the back of her head, shoving her down against his crotch. It seemed to be something borne out of instinct more than out of need, though, as he didn't hold her that hard. However, the shock of going from just the head of a goblin's cock in her mouth to the whole thing - going all the way down into her throat in the process - made the normally unflappable princess gag, almost coughing along her friend's cock.

Vecta just looked at her with a grin and a raised eyebrow, so she knew that there would be no help from the dire rat here. Thankfully, Zeruko let her go as she slapped his thigh a few times, and she gasped as she pulled herself off of his cock, a few coughs escaping before she got control of herself.

"I'm so...so sorry, your highness," the goblin said with a shake of his head. "I don't know what came over me. Please, please, I'm sorry for -"

"For doing something fun?" Sandra said with a giggle. Then a cough. She smiled, though. "I don't mind having my throat fucked by a good male, but next time, give me a little more warning, huh? I'd like a chance to get ready before you decide to make it so I can't breathe."

He blushed, but she stroked his cock a few times to show that she wasn't bothered. "Now, why don't you answer a few questions for me before we move on to the next part of my fun plans?"

He nodded, his hips bucking a few times before he could stop himself. "Ask...ask whatever you like, your highness," Zeruko said, his voice a bit more husky from the stimulation.

Sandra didn't let up, keeping the stroking going. "Okay, the first question for you. Have you ever had your cock in a girl's pussy?"

The blush returned to his face, and he nodded his head.

She was a little surprised at that. He was barely two years older than her, though, and she supposed that goblin rules were a little less strict than the rules here in the palace. "What did you fuck?" 

"Um...an owl," he said with a blush. "I know it's weird...putting my cock in a feral creature...but it's so tight and so hot..."

"Is this the same owl that you had your feet licked by?" 

"Um..."

"I see," Sandra said. It was becoming increasingly clear that she was going to have to meet this owl. If she was giving out this many favors, she wanted to know what was going on with her, and see just how much competition the owl would be for her in the future. She didn't want to have to share too much, particularly not with a stranger that she knew nothing about.

"Second question. Did you ever cum in a girl before?" 

"Well...I only started squirting in the last week or so..."

"Is that a no?" 

"It's...it's a no, but I want to," he hurriedly said, as if it was shameful if he didn't say that.

Sandra chuckled. "Good, that's just what I wanted to hear," she said as she squeezed the cock in her hand, giving it a good, tight stroke. Turning her eyes towards her dire rat friend, Sandra gestured with her free hand for Vecta to turn around.

The rat slowly did as she was requested, turning her tail off to the side to reveal her sex again. The earlier glimpse hadn't done it justice, in all honesty; the slit beneath her tail was red and inflamed, not in disease, but in a sort of heat. It was leaking with juices, and pheromones were probably pouring off of the thing. Neither Sandra or Zeruko could smell it - or at least, Sandra didn't think that the goblin could smell them - but even without smelling her friend's need, she knew it was there, knew that the rat needed to be fucked, whether it was by another dire rat, or something much bigger.

Pulling her friend by his cock, she placed Zeruko down behind the rat. "Here. Now, why don't you two get to having a little fun while I enjoy the show?" 

Zeruko watched her as she backed up a bit, sitting down and spreading her legs and laying her hand on her pussy. She rubbed it for a few seconds while he stood still, and then gestured at him to start.

The goblin looked down at the rat, and the rat looked back at the goblin. The both of them were hesitant, and for a moment, Sandra wondered if she would need to take another direct hand in matters to get them started.

Suddenly, Zeruko grabbed Vecta by the sides. The rat squealed as she was yanked back onto that big green cock, her heated pussy spreading open as Zeruko slammed inside of her. She was so wet, and he was so hard, that he managed to bottom out inside of her within the first thrust. His cock still stuck out about an inch or two from her pussy, and his balls hadn't touched her yet, but it was clear that it wouldn't go in further without some pain on the part of the rat.

Sandra doubted that Vecta would care, and judging by the look on the goblin's face, he was going to fuck her pretty darn hard. A grin crossed the bunny's face as she started to finger herself a little harder, pushing two fingers inside of her wet but tight slit. This was going to be good, she thought to herself.

Zeruko held the rat tight by her sides, giving her no chance to squirm away. His eyes were closed as he pulled the rat up and down his cock, moving her hard and fast. His cock throbbed visibly as he slammed her down on it again and again, and each time he bottomed out, the rat shook, twitched from the impact. It was clear that he was hammering on something in her hard. Despite the pain, she still leaked her juices, drizzling them down his cock, making in shine and shimmer in the firelight.

The goblin's green skin started to shine as well, sweat pouring off of him as he fucked his way deeper and deeper into the rabbit, needing her for his fun as much as she needed to be fucked. He panted hard, his balls bouncing rapidly back and forth as he pushed into her, but never quite enough for his balls to hit her.

Yet, that looked like it would change before too much longer. Zeruko was pulling the rat down harder on his cock, using enough force that Sandra could see the lean muscles in his arms bunching up, pulling the rat onto his cock with a ferocity that she had never seen a rabbit use. She loved it, and she fingered herself deeper, adding a third finger to her pussy as she watched Vecta get stretched open.

They turned a bit, and she could see just how far the rat's pussy had been stretched open. It was more than three times wider than normal, when the rat used one of her paws to play with herself during her heat, and despite the heat juices running out of her hole, it was clear that Vecta wanted this over. The rat's face was twisted up in a perverse mix of pain and pleasure, with the pain just winning. Vecta squirmed in the goblin's grip, fighting to get away, but she had no way to pull free, as Zeruko's grip was far too strong.

Wet slurps got louder as the rat was dragged along the goblin's cock even faster, and with a look up at Zeruko's face, Sandra realized that her new friend was close to his orgasm already. Maybe she shouldn't have teased him so much on the way here, or kept him from cumming while she was licking his feet earlier. Maybe then he would have lasted longer in Vecta's tight pussy.

Then again, if he hadn't been so pent up, he wouldn't be giving her this great show, either, Sandra thought as she continued fingering herself, feeling her own climax coming near.

All of a sudden, the goblin rammed Vecta down with greater force than he'd shown so far. Sandra's eyes went wide with amazement and Vecta's eyes nearly popped out of her head as the goblin finally fully hilted himself in the rat, his cock punching through whatever barrier had stopped him before. His balls pulled up, and that tiny bit of shaft still left outside bulged as he came, squirting what looked like a massive load inside of the rat. Loosened as she was, Vecta soon started leaking it back out, a flood of white blasting back over the goblin's balls, and Sandra had to fight the temptation to lean in and lick it up.

Zeruko held the rat there for a few seconds, but as he came out of the lust-driven trance he'd been in, he realized just how hard the rat was squirming. "Oh gods, oh gods," he said fearfully, taking the rat off of his cock right away. He set her down on the ground, her gaping wet pussy still leaking his seed from deep within. "Oh gods, Vecta, I'm sorry, I didn't -"

"It's...it's alright," the rat said, shaking her head. She lowered her tail, grunting as she took a few steps away from the two of them. "I think...I think I better go. No need to be seen by the servants when they bring in Sandra's food."

"How did you know -" Sandra started to ask.

"You always do," Vecta said. She clumsily pulled herself up to the hole in the wall by the fireplace, squirming through it and starting to pull herself back towards the sewers. "See you two another time."

When she was sure that Vecta had managed to climb far enough down the tunnel to not need the light or anything, Sandra got up and slowly replaced the stone, hiding the hole. She panted softly, her pussy pulsing with need and wet with things more than sweat, and she had to fight the urge to push her fingers back inside. "Vecta's right, I guess. I better get dressed before the servants bring me the food," she said.

"Is she going to be alright?" Zeruko asked. 

"Hmm?"

"Is Vecta going to be alright?" he asked again. "I mean, I thought it looked like she was in a fair bit of pain there, and I didn't mean to make her so...so..."

"Stretched? Gaping? Leaking?" Sandra smiled at his little nod. "Don't worry about it. She's taken worse in the past, and she'll probably take worse in the future. But she always recovers. She's tough like that," she explained as she pulled her dress back on. "Heck, give her a few days and she'll probably be asking you to pound her like that again."

The knock on the door interrupted whatever Zeruko might have said, and Sandra smiled, leaving her drenched panties beside the bed. It wasn't like the servants would be able to see that she wasn't wearing them under the dress, after all. "Come in," she called to the door.

One of the pink dressed bunnies pushed the door open, carrying a silver tray with a small dome over it. "Your highness, your meal," the male said with a bow of his head. "Shall I set it on the rug as usual?"

"Yes, please," Sandra said with a nod, giving the servant another nod of approval after the food had been placed in the center of the room, not far from the bed or the fireplace. The servant did give her guest a slight look of disapproval, though, and Sandra didn't like that. "Is there a problem?" she asked before the servant could leave.

"No, your highness; I just hope that you enjoy the meal despite your current company," the bunny said.

"Well, considering you're leaving now, I don't think that the company is going to be a problem," Sandra said with a small glare. The bunny took the hint and left the room in a hurry, leaving the two of them alone once more.

Zeruko looked at her, and then at the door. "What...why do they get so bothered about me?"

"Oh, it's not all of them, just that one." Sandra shook her head. "I don't get it either, but he's not going to bother you again." She smiled again as she gestured him over to the platter of food that was left. "This is the last big thing tonight, and then we'll need to get a little sleep."

"You mean, you sleep and I leave, right?"

"No, I mean we both need to get sleep; you're staying here tonight," Sandra said.

Ignoring the soft sputters coming from her friend, Sandra turned to the plate of food. She took the dome off of the top, revealing a nice plate of pasta. The bunny smiled at the saucy dish, and waved for Zeruko to come over. When he stood beside her, she said, "Sit down."

He did, and she grabbed hold of his ankles again. He fought for a moment, but she gave him a look, and he relaxed again, letting her do what she wanted. The princess smiled and nodded thankfully at him before dragging his musky, muddy feet over to her food, and plopping them in by the ankles. "There we go," Sandra said with a grin. "That's the kind of sauce that I like with my noodles."

The goblin looked a little confused, but he was blushing as well, so Sandra took that to mean that he was at least comfortable with what she was doing. That was all she needed to keep it up.

Using her fingers, she dragged some of the noodles off of the plate, draping the noodles over the goblin's feet, sliding them between the toes, over the underside, and along the tops of them. Normally they would have slid back down to the plate, but this time, due to the mud that was on the goblin's feet, they stuck to the underside of the foot as well as to the area between the toes. The bunny grinned as the goblin squirmed under her antics, but kept draping her dinner over his feet, making sure that the feet were almost completely covered with the kitchen's sauce and her noodles.

When the green was completely covered by the pale yellow of the noodles, she leaned in and took a few sniffs. The rabbit grinned at the way that the scent of Zeruko's feet managed to overpower the smell of her dinner, the earthy smell of the mud and the sweat from his feet getting past the garlicky and spicy smell of the pasta sauce. "Mmmm, now I know I'm going to enjoy my dinner," the bunny muttered under her breath.

Pressing her lips against the noodles, she bit through them rather than slurped them free. Each bite got a bit of the mud and muck off of Zeruko's feet in the process, and she grinned as she swished her food around in her mouth, mixing it with the filth from the goblin's foot. She could see that her friend was staring at her as she did that, and she decided to tease him a bit, opening her mouth and showing off the mess that was on her tongue.

The goblin's eyes just about bugged out of his head, and Sandra couldn't blame him for it. She could only imagine what it looked like inside of her mouth. Mud, noodles, some discolored sauce; it probably looked utterly filthy in her mouth, and that was just what she wanted. She wanted to eat from filthy feet, rather than the shiny silver of the palace. The bunny wanted to be seen as a dirty pervert, at least by her friends, and if this was the way to get Zeruko to look at her like that, then she was going to keep eating from his feet until he got the idea firmly in his head.

Besides, she thought to herself as she forced the mouthful down, it was fun. The taste wasn't that bad, particularly now that she was used to it after years of licking away filth from feet, and she rather liked it for reasons other than the sheer sexiness of it.

Her groin burned with a familiar growing need, but she ignored it as she bit through strand after strand of noodles, pulling it into her mouth and then getting a good bite of her custom 'sauce' from Zeruko's feet. She could see that the mud was quickly diminishing from his sweaty green feet, but she knew that there was another source of flavor, so she didn't really care overmuch about that. 

As she tended to his massive feet, she could see that he was starting to enjoy it. She wasn't sure if it was because she was the princess and eating his feet clean, or if it was because he just loved anyone doing something like this to him, but in either case, he definitely enjoyed it. His hand flew over his cock, stroking it hard and fast in time to her quick bites and licks over to the bottoms of his feet, squeezing when she leaned back to swallow, and jerking it hard when she had her face against his foot again.

"Mmmm, you like me eating my dinner from your feet?" Sandra asked as she licked his foot, dragging her tongue from the clean heel all the way up to the arch, collecting sauce, sweat, and mud from his foot. "You like my tongue against your sweaty, filthy feet?"

"Mmmm, yeah," Zeruko moaned softly, his eyes closing down to slits, his fingers visibly tightening around his cock. "Yeah...I love you licking my feet..."

Sandra grinned as she ate more of the noodles off of his arches, gradually making her way up towards his toes. She shifted from one foot to the other, gradually getting more of the food and the mud beneath off of his feet, cleaning them back to their green, shiny state. With every lick, she could see them getting cleaner; a part of her was saddened to see the filth going away, but another part of her knew that Zeruko's feet would be nice and filthy again after just a few hours of walking through the woods.

Every bite was a bit of a challenge for the bunny, one that she embraced eagerly. The mud was thick and gritty, and there were many grainy things in it that mixed with the smooth sauce and the thin pasta noodles, and if she didn't chew it a lot, it turned into a puddy sort of mix, getting really hard and solid inside of her mouth. Biting down into it released a lot of earthy, muddy flavor, a mix of sweat, mud, slight bits of the sauce and noodle, and a good bit of just plain dirt. She had to force the mouthfuls down, swallowing multiple times with each one, and she could feel her stomach filling up to the point of discomfort as she kept taking in more bites, but the princess couldn't stop herself. She wanted, no, needed this.

Her tongue must be brown by this point, after all the mud that she had eaten so far - both earlier and now - but still she kept licking and munching on the sauce, mud and noodles that she had put on her plate. It didn't take much longer for her to reach the top of Zeruko's feet, with the only food left between his toes, and the only filth left residing in the toe-jam between his toes.

His hand was speeding up on his cock, and she paused, pulling back from his toes. "Heh, you ready for the last bit, Zeruko?" she asked.

"What...what could be left?" Zeruko asked, panting softly.

"Heh, what do you think?" She pointed at his toes and grinned. "Now, hold very still. I want to REALLY enjoy this."

Nodding, the goblin went completely still, even going so far as to take his hand off of his cock. That hadn't been quite necessary, but she was glad that he was willing to follow her orders so closely. It would make future fun times with him a little better, knowing that her goblin friend would do whatever she said.

Slowly, she pulled the two biggest toes on one foot into her mouth. Her tongue slathered them with her spit, and she sucked on them, pulling the bit of sweat and noodles off of them. But they weren't her primary target. No, that lay a little further down, in the space between the toes, where they pushed together and made that most nasty of things.

The first bit of toe-jam burst across her tongue with a bitterness and heat that she could never have imagined, and her eyes rolled back in her head as she felt the crumbly thing break apart on her tongue. It was hot and thick, and she panted softly as it melted with and overwhelmed the flavor of the remaining noodles. It was thick and almost cheesy in a way, and she moaned as she bit through it, removing Zeruko's toes from her mouth first.

He stared at her as she continued to chew and move the food around in her mouth, breaking it apart with bite after bite, and making the flavor stronger and stronger as well. Every bite was with her mouth wide open, letting him see just what she was biting up and tasting. His hand twitched towards his cock, but she nodded in approval as he stopped himself from moving.

Down she went again, swallowing as she pulled another pair of toes into her mouth. She could taste less noodle, more toe-jam here, and she grinned again, one of her hands slipping under her dress, rubbing at her slick pussy. It was already on the verge of orgasm, and she wasn't sure if she needed to touch herself, but gods she wanted to.

She fingered herself rapidly as she went from toe to toe, using her tongue to lick the toe-jam out from between the toes, sucking it into her mouth and swallowing it down. It was absolutely delicious, absolutely rancid at the same time. Her mouth was on fire with the foulness of it, the stuff sliding between her teeth and getting caught in the gaps, sliding against her gums and getting caught in a way that forced her to taste it more directly as she used her tongue to shovel it back towards the back of her mouth.

Despite the horrible taste, she continued to moan as she cleaned her friend's feet, her fingers plunging deep into her pussy with each fingering stroke, each one taking her further and further towards her climax. It was terrible, wonderful, terrible, wonderful, both at the same time and yet each one distinctly. Foul and fun mixed together in her particular kind of perversion.

She reached the last toe on the first foot, and as she brought the toe-jam onto her tongue again, she felt her climax hit. She rolled to the side, body shaking, trembling as she cried out in pleasure. Her finger was trapped under her dress from the tightness of her pussy as it clamped down in a massive orgasm, trembling and shaking around her finger as it tried to milk it for cum that it could not produce. 

She shook and spasmed for nearly a minute before calming down again, looking up at the ceiling with a moan and a giddy grin. For a moment, she could only see the ceiling looking back down at her.

Then Zeruko leaned over her, his face upside down to her view, and she giggled. "Your feet taste gooooood," she said with another giggle.

"You're the first person to say that," the goblin boy said. He reached down and helped her up to a sitting position. To her annoyance, he had wiped his other foot off on the carpet. There wasn't much of a mark from it, but she had wanted to finish licking his foot clean. "Are you okay?" Zeruko asked, calling her attention back to him.

"Oh I'm fine," she said with a shrug of her shoulders. "Never better." She smiled, pulling the goblin boy into a hug and kissing him on the cheek. "Heh, you know, you better find some way to get down to this castle every day, because I think I found my new favorite sauce for my foods," she added, stroking one of his feet with one of hers.

He blushed a bit, but hugged her back. Looking at the bed, Zeruko asked, "Do you...do you still want me to stay around for you to sleep with tonight?" he asked. "I mean, you're the princess, your highness, so I'll do whatever you want. I'm happy to go home or stay, whatever it is you want me to do."

"I said that you're going to stay, and you're going to stay," Sandra said. "That's final."

She pointed to the bed, and watched Zeruko take a few steps towards it before starting to get undressed. It didn't take her that long to get her dress off and over her head, and considering that she wasn't wearing underwear, there was nothing else to do. The bunny looked back at the bed, seeing Zeruko throw her panties away with a blush on his face when she looked at him. Chuckling, Sandra shook her head and walked across the room, hopping into bed when she was on the other side of it.

Lifting the blankets, she pulled Zeruko in close to her, pressing her back end up against him and keeping him spooned with her. Just to make sure that he couldn't pull away, she pulled his arm around her shoulders, keeping him close. The slight feeling of his bulge against her back was a comforting thing. Normally it would have been sexy, but after that last orgasm, she needed a little time to relax and recharge before she could consider much arousing.

A quick tug pulled the blanket back over her and her friend, and she closed her eyes. "Goodnight, Zeruko. We're going to have a lot of fun tomorrow."

"I know, your highness."

"Please...just Sandra."

"Alright...Sandra."