The next morning arrived quickly for Zeruko. It was kind of weird, though; the bed was softer than he remembered his little roll in the village being, and the smell was not the same as the musky stench that he was used to, either. He could smell himself, but there was nothing of the other goblins, no scent of his brother, no soft footsteps of other hunters walking around near the home. Nothing.

He shifted a bit, feeling an actual pillow under his head. That was weird, too; he slept with a rock or, when he was lucky, some furs under his head. A pillow was very new, very soft.

Slowly, the goblin boy opened his eyes. His gaze moved from the empty other half of the bed across the room, looking at the tapestries that lined the walls, all revolving around a certain bunny princess. A certain bunny princess, he noticed, that was down at the foot of the bed with her nose against his feet.

Zeruko blushed again as he realized that the princess was sniffing his feet, sucking the smell in as she pressed her nose against his sweaty green skin, rubbing it with her face all the way from the heel to the toes. He could feel her breathing against his feet, feel her sniffing hard at the musky flesh, and the reaction he got from that couldn't entirely be blamed on morning wood.

He remembered where he was, now. The royal palace castle of Lorashon, with the princess of the kingdom right here with him. So, yesterday hadn't been a dream.

The princess was more of a pervert than he could have thought, even if he had heard the rumors that she'd only vaguely mentioned yesterday. She'd stopped him on the forest path, made him sit down so that she could lick at his feet, and then brought him back here so that he could have a chance to fuck a friend of hers. He'd never mentioned to her that the tribe he was from was more comfortable with bestiality than most rabbits or others that lived in Lorashon, so the experience wasn't entirely unfamiliar, but still, it had been really fun to ram his cock inside of that dire rat. Despite her heat, she had been very tight, and Vecta had given him quite the orgasm.

And when the princess had added to that by making his feet into her dinner plate, it had only gotten better. 

Zeruko blushed as Sandra started dragging her tongue between his toes, unable to resist reaching down and getting a grip on his cock. Much as she seemed to love licking and cleaning filthy pairs of feet, Zeruko enjoyed having his feet licked. It was something different than the dominance aspect that his brother and others in his tribe enjoyed; there was actually something about the feeling of a tongue running along the bottom of his foot that he really enjoyed. It was like getting a blowjob, in a way, except that the pleasure that he got from it wasn't quite so strong. He wouldn't cum from it, that was for sure, but the feeling of a tongue along his sweaty skin was just...just so good.

A little moan slipped from him as the bunny licked along his arch, up towards his toes. She definitely heard it, because she pulled back from his feet with a little grin. The naked princess stood up, showing off her whole body to him. "Hehehe, good morning, Zeruko," Sandra said with a smile.

"Good...good morning, Sandra," he said, remembering her request from the night before to not call her by her title or anything resembling that. "Um...thank you for the good morning you were giving my feet," he added.

"Mmmm, they tasted pretty good after being kept under the covers for the night," she said with a smile, licking her lips a few times. "They're still a bit sweaty, but I think we can leave them like that for now. But get out of bed. We have a trip to go on."

She was out of bed before he could get halfway to sitting up, and he watched as she got dressed faster than he could imagine, dress going over and around her before she rapidly pulled on a pair of panties. He wouldn't have been surprised if that pair would be soaked before the day was over, but he didn't say anything about that.

Getting out of bed and adjusting his loincloth - the only bit of clothes he had - Zeruko said, "Well, I hope we're just going back to the village, because I need to get back there before they start worrying about me. A day out in the forest is fine, but longer than that - "

"Oh, don't worry. That's right where we're going," Sandra said with a smile, pulling on a pair of boots. Zeruko was a bit surprised at those; he hadn't remembered her wearing shoes before. Sandra ignored the look, and grabbed him by the hand. "Come on, let's get going. I want to see more of your tribe, and maybe meet that owl that's been giving me all this competition, what with licking all those messy goblin feet and getting you guys off."

Blushing at the thought of Sandra actually getting a chance to meet Delila, Zeruko kept his mouth shut. If they found her on the way there, that was one thing, but he wasn't going to just lead Sandra there. No matter how pervy the princess was, he didn't know how she would react to the owl trading all these favors for the protection that the goblins offered her. On one hand, Sandra might like the idea and encourage Delila, but on the other hand, the princess might find it wrong, and try and stop it. And if his brother was there...well, Zeruko wasn't sure how Andren would take that, but it probably wouldn't go very well.

But there was no way that he could stop the princess, either. She already had him out of the room, tugging him along, and taking him towards the exit of the castle. Shaking his head, Zeruko followed her, just waiting to give her directions when she needed them.

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Sandra smiled as they left the castle and the town beside it, stepping under the boughs of the trees and onto the dusty forest paths. The lack of rain the night before had allowed most of the paths to turn back to dirt instead of remaining muddy like the day before, so it wasn't quite so hard to walk through. A small part of her was annoyed, considering it would mean that there would be less mess or filth on Zeruko's feet by the end of the day, but she supposed it was the price she had to pay.

At least it was already pretty warm, which promised that it would get hotter as the day went on. At least with that, the two of them would be very hot and sweaty by the time that the day was over.

Her friend was pretty quiet as they walked along, only speaking up when they reached a fork in the road, and then only when he didn't just point out which fork to take. She was a little surprised that Zeruko was so quiet; he'd been that way since she mentioned wanting to meet the owl, and she wondered if he was trying to hide something from here about this creature.

Still, despite her curiosity, she didn't press him for answers. She might have wanted to know more, but she was sure that Zeruko had a reason for keeping quiet, even if it did annoy her. 

So instead, she teased him as they walked along. She would reach over and fondle him playfully, her hand under his loincloth and feeling him up. Never enough to really get him going, but definitely enough to make him blush. She giggled when his face turned red, and then waited for just enough time for his face to go green again before teasing him once more.

This continued for almost an hour before some other sounds in the forest caught her attention. The sounds were quite familiar to her, as she'd heard most of them before; slurping, groans, and the fap fap fap sound of hands sliding up and down cocks. Her mouth slowly turned up in a grin, and she grabbed hold of Zeruko's hand as her goblin friend went bright red. "Come on," she said, pulling him along towards the source of the sounds.

They had to leave the path to follow the sounds, but she didn't care. Her boots were thick and strong, and the bit of undergrowth that would have hurt her bare feet didn't bother her through the boots. Her goblin friend didn't seem to be bothered by them either, so she kept moving forward, heedless of the crashing sounds that she was making.

Suddenly, the sounds ahead stopped, and Sandra slowed in confusion. "Awww, come on," the princess whined softly, shaking her head from side to side. She held still, turning her head from side to side with her ears perked up, hoping to hear the sounds resume.

The sounds didn't return, but something else caught her attention anyway. A spear thrust across her throat, the sharp edge and part of the tip pressed against her neck. Another came from the other side, and she heard the footsteps of a third fighter behind them, probably covering Zeruko.

Her eyes traced down the end of the spear, and eventually settled on the goblin holding it. He was taller than her, though still not quite so tall as the hares in the army. He was bigger with muscles, though, and his arms were bunched tightly from his grip on the spear. His eyes flicked up and down her body in a way that she was pretty much used to, and she saw that he had at least a semi-erection below his loincloth. Whether that was from her or from whatever he might have been doing before ambushing her, she didn't know.

His fierce expression shifted, his mouth twitching up towards a grin. "Well, well, what do we have here?" he said. "A little bunny so far from home?"

"Come on, Andren, do you really have to do this to me in front of a new friend?" Zeruko said. 

"Zeruko?" The goblin pulled his spear back, looking around her. His grin got bigger and less menacing as he saw her friend. "Bro, what are you doing out here? I thought that you were out on the other side of the woods, looking for some plants or something. Mom was worried."

"So..." Sandra looked over her shoulder, looking from her new friend to the goblin that had been threatening her throat with his spear. "So you two are brothers?"

"Heh, wouldn't know it by looking at his ugly mug, but yeah." He grinned at her. "Name's Andren. How'd you meet my little brother?"

"Oh, just a walk yesterday. I found him, and decided to have a little fun with him." She smiled a bit, winking. "Your brother is quite entertaining, you know?"

Andren's grin told her that he knew just what she meant, and he gestured to the other goblins around her. The spears went down as he stepped forward, looking down at her. "So, what kind of things were you and my brother up to? I hope that he didn't disappoint."

She smiled at his words, shaking her head. "Oh, he didn't disappoint," Sandra said. She cocked her head to the side, looking past the larger goblin. "What were those moans I was hearing, though? I thought that they sounded a bit like sex."

To her surprise, the goblins turned tense again. Most of them lifted their spears a bit, and Sandra wondered if she had been on the verge of interrupting something important. Even Zeruko looked a little bit worried when she looked back at him, and she had to fight the urge to take the words back.

Then Andren laughed.

It surprised her just how hard he laughed, and how loud. The big goblin shook with bellowing laughs, hugging his stomach with one arm and keeping a tight grip on his spear with the other, using it to hold himself up so that he wouldn't fall over. Sandra stared at him as he shook with mirth, and shook her head as he forced himself upright again after a full few minutes of laughter.

"Heh, you know, I guess I just never expected someone as small as you to ask about that," Andren said. "What's your name?"

"Princess Sandra," the bunny said.

The shock that spread between the goblins was just what she expected, for the most part. She heard the spears the ones behind her were carrying fall to the ground, and their gasps of astonishment. However, Andren was different.

Zeruko's brother only looked at her with a smirk, one that got bigger by the second as he stared down at her. "Oh, so you're the one, huh?" 

"What are you talking about, Z?" one of the other goblins asked. "She's -"

"She's a fucking slut, that's what she is," Andren said with a chuckle. "Haven't you heard the rumors? How she spread her legs for the entire horse delegation last year, and then spent hours licking their hooves lean in the stables? How she left the castle and fucked every bachelor in the town? Hell, I've even heard rumors that this little lady goes out at nights and finds dogs to pound her pussy when she gets bored."

"That's a new one to me," Sandra admitted, though some of the others definitely had a little truth to them. She hadn't fucked every bachelor outside of the castle, to the best of her knowledge, though she had to be getting close. As for the horse delegation, she had spent some time cleaning their hooves, and when one of them had been sweet and nice enough, she had allowed him the pleasure of her mouth, but that was as far as that had gone. Not so much from her shyness as from their worry about being caught fucking the princess, despite her assurances that there was nothing to worry about. 

Still, it was interesting to see that the rumors really had spread out here into the forest. Sandra put her hands on her hips, her face taking on a smirk of its own. "So, you have heard of me, then?"

"Heard of you?" one of the other goblins interrupted before Andren could answer. "I've been jerking myself off to sleep every night to the stories of your fucking exploits!" 

"Me too!" the other one said. She turned, ignoring Zeruko's blush at the way that his brother's friends were behaving, listening as the third goblin elaborated. "Have you really gotten into threesomes with a dire rat?" 

She giggled. "Oh, you have no idea," Sandra said with a smile, winking at him. It wasn't as frequent as they probably imagined, but she had enjoyed some threesomes with Vecta before. Not often more than the threesome of sorts that she and Zeruko had given Vecta the night before, but occasionally more. "Fun times, fun times."

They stared in awe, and she knew that she had a couple of fans in the two goblins. Maybe more, if she played her cards right, she thought to herself as she turned back to Andren. "So, now you know who I am. Why don't you tell me what you're hiding in the woods up ahead?" Sandra asked. "I promise, if it's got something to do with sex, I won't tell anyone else about it."

The goblins looked back and forth between each other before turning to Andren, and Sandra took her cue from them. Andren seemed to be the one in charge here, and if he had the final say, well, she could offer him a few things. She was really curious now.

Finally, Andren nodded his head. "Alright, come on," he said, waving for her to follow him along. She walked behind him, surprised at how quiet he was as he moved through the woods. Her boots crushed the undergrowth under them, but his bare feet seemed to pass around them, quiet as the wind moving through the plant life. The other goblins were pretty quiet as well. Even Zeruko was incredibly quiet, though it seemed that he hadn't quite mastered the same level of silence as his brother and the other teens.

It didn't take them long to move away from the ambush spot, but when they stepped into a clearing, Sandra was a little surprised. There had been no signs of this place until they stepped into it. No thinning of the trees, no lessening of the undergrowth; it just stopped, leaving them in the short grass of the clearing, and the open sunlight coming in from the gap above them. The warmth was actually quite appreciated after so long in the shadow of the forest. It made Sandra smile softly, closing her eyes and appreciating the feeling of warmth and light on her fur.

A soft squawk broke her out of her reverie, and she looked down for the source of the sound. 

She saw an owl. Not just an owl, but one that was covered in piss and mud. Feathers drooped from being too heavy, too soaked to stand up properly, and the owl's slit between her legs oozed with plentiful sperm, white and a little yellow dripping out of her onto the clearing below. The beak was a little too damp to be normal, and it looked strained, at least compared to the beaks that she had seen on messenger birds back at the castle.

"What are you....staring at?" the owl asked her, taking a moment to spit before finishing her sentence. She shook her head slowly, feathers rustling softly as she moved. "It's...payment."

Sandra wasn't too surprised by the fact that the owl spoke; that was something she was used to with Vecta. There were animals out there that talked, and there were more of them than most people believed, and generally they were quite interesting creatures. But that was a thought for another time.

What surprised her was the fact that the owl was apparently not doing out of her own free will. "When did they catch you?" she asked.

"Catch me?" 

"Well, you look like you were grabbed and made to do this, or something like that. I mean, I've heard stories of different animals that are caught for sex, raped all the time, but - "

"Wait, wait a minute," the owl said, holding up a wing to silence Sandra. The bunny smelled urine on the feathers, as well as sweat through the earthy smell of mud. Apparently, the owl had been used for a piss pot, a foot cleaner, and who knew what else. Probably a cum rag, too, considering the dried lines of white the bunny could see through the feathers.

The owl squawked a few times, apparently clearing her throat in a way, before continuing. "What are you talking about? Who says that I was being raped?"

Arching an eyebrow, Sandra said, "Well, you look like you were just put through a gang-bang in the wrong section of prison where all the bad men go. And you don't look like you enjoyed it, either, which is the more important part, I guess."

Eyes going wide, the owl just stared at her for a second. "Where did you learn how to talk like that, young one?" she asked. "And who are you to say something like that with such confidence and authority?"

The goblins chuckled behind her, and Sandra had to admit, the question was a little funny, if only for the answer.

"You're talking to the fucking princess, Delila," Andren said, laughing all the while. "You know, the princess slut that we hear all the rumors about?"

Sandra hadn't thought that the owl's eyes could get any wider, but somehow they managed it. They looked like they were about to bug right out of her head before the owl bobbed it up and down. "Your highness, sorry for addressing you like that."

"No problem," she said casually. She cocked her head to the side. "Are you the owl that Zeruko told me was giving everybody such good times out here in the forest?"

Delila - she guessed that was the owl's name - slowly nodded. "Not the thing that I would prefer to do, I will admit, but until certain...things...are done, I need the goblins' help. They are strong enough to keep the worst of things from getting to me out here, and I can hide from the smaller ones. In return for the protection, I...pay them with my body," the owl said.

"Well, if you're trying to pay them for protection, you're doing a pretty bad job of it."

The clearing was so quiet that one could have heard a pine needle hit the ground. One did, Sandra was sure, before the owl sputtered and hopped over to hear, beak to nose. "What are you talking about? I've been giving them everything they ask for, and I haven't complained more than once, and that was after Andren over there shoved his toe inside of me!" 

Sandra chuckled a bit, and slowly pulled herself to her feet. "Maybe, but there's something that you're not doing for them that would make them a lot happier," the bunny said. 

Under the eyes of the four goblins and the owl, the bunny slowly pulled her dress up and over her head. Throwing over to the side so that it wouldn't get soaked with what she was planning to get covered in, Sandra showed off her body to the goblins, shaking her hips from side to side. Her fingers drew lines down her legs, rubbing along her thighs and down to her knees to draw the attention of the males back there.

Delila was staring at her just as much, though the owl was likely just shocked while the goblins were extremely turned on. That was just what Sandra expected, and just what she wanted, too. 

Slowly, she pulled her panties down, dragging them out of the way before standing on them. She felt a small wet spot against her toe, and she was sure that the goblins had seen her a bit wet back there when she was showing off. It wasn't something she expected so soon, but it made things a little easier. "You see, guys really like to have you, no matter what," Sandra said, talking to the owl even as she bent over again, spreading her pussy lips for the goblins to watch. A little look between her legs showed that the loincloths were proving ineffective again, getting shoved to the sides by cocks that made her lick her lips. 

"But if you really want to pay them for protecting you, you gotta show them just how much you appreciate their help. And to do that, you need to show them that you like what they do to you. Everything that they've done, you gotta thank them for, and make them feel like it's what you've always wanted, to be used and fucked and filled like that," Sandra explained. The princess slowly turned around before laying herself out on the ground. "Come here, big guys. Ever fucked a princess before?" she asked with a wide grin.

It didn't take any more to get the goblins over to her. Zeruko looked rather confused as he was left behind by his brothers and the other goblins, but she gave her friend a little wink to tell him that it was alright, that this was something she wanted to do.

Andren was the first one between her legs, but she stopped him from fucking her right away. As he looked at her in confusion, Sandra twisted herself around, crawling along the ground towards the goblin. Getting between his legs, she grabbed hold of his cock, giving it a few strokes as she looked up at him with all the worship and need and affection as she could summon in her eyes. "You have to show them that you want what they can give you. You want them to think that you're loving everything that they might think to give you, that you're the slut that they want you to be.

"If you can do that, then you can enjoy what they do with you a lot more," Sandra explained. Deciding to give an example, she shoved her head down on top of Andren's cock, forcing the head along her tongue before taking it further into her mouth. 

His moans filled her ears as much as the flavor of his cock filled her mouth. It was so very strong, unwashed, tasting strongly of urine and cum and of the taste of owl. She'd never thought that she'd taste it like this, but both the flavor of owl spit and owl pussy were strongly present on his cock. He must have been fucking Delila pretty damn regularly to have his cock taste so strongly of her, Sandra thought to herself.

Well, she was going to have to change that, she thought to herself. Zeruko had the best pair of feet, but by heaven this goblin had a massive, wonderful cock, musky as hell and completely saturating her mouth with the salty, sexy taste of a big, eager male.

The princess bobbed her head up and down along his cock, thrusting his head all the way into her throat. She was forced to swallow around it, almost gagging for a second before she got it to further along. All the while, her hand was busy between her legs, and her tongue wagged back and forth along the underside of his cock, encouraging him, pleasuring him like a little submissive whore.

She could tell that it was taking effect, too, as he grabbed her by the head and started shoving her down his cock, forcing it further into her throat thrust by thrust, until she was nose to crotch with him. The green skin was shiny with sweat, and stank of manhood, cum, salty sweat, and who knew what else. All Sandra knew was that the smell was as filthy as what she was doing, the last thing that a real princess should do with a goblin.

And heaven help her, she loved every second of it. The taste of pre covered her tongue, and each time Andren pulled her back, she felt a fresh dose cover her tongue again, giving her a fresh taste of it. Her lips turned up in as much of a smile as she could give while her lips were wrapped around a cock, and she rode it out.

Eventually, he pulled out of her mouth, the seal of her lips breaking with a 'pop'. They were still connected with a strand of saliva, and she stared up at him with a wide grin on her face. "Mmmm, you got a big, delicious cock, Andren...why don't you put it in my pussy so I can make it taste even better?" Sandra offered, laying back and spreading her legs, showing off just how wet she was, how she had prepared herself by fingering herself while sucking him.

As Andren got between her legs, grabbing hold of her thighs, Sandra leaned back to make sure that Delila was still watching. She was, as expected, and staring in shock. The bunny winked at her, hoping that the lessons were sinking in. There was something to be said for the eagerness she showed the goblins. After all, no matter how people liked kinky sex sometimes, it was almost always more fun if it was willing sex rather than forced. Definitely for the female, because going along with it hurt less if it wasn't something that they liked, and it turned more fun if it was something that they did.

Though, as Andren got between her legs and started ramming his cock inside of her, Sandra had to admit that there was something for being taken so hard and rough. Her eyes rolled back in her head at the ferocity of his thrusts, ramming her right into the ground and pushing her pussy open wide, and her mouth opened almost as her pussy felt. 

Before she could moan or beg for more, one of the other goblins walked around and shoved his cock into her mouth, forcing it all the way to the back of her throat. His taste wasn't quite so strong and musky as Andren's was, but it was more than good enough for her taste. Grinning around it, Sandra set to work sucking and licking on the cock that she was offered, letting the goblin ram into her mouth as fast and hard as he wanted, enjoying the feeling of his balls slapping against her nose and cheeks.

Their combined weight held her pinned against the ground, the soft grass giving under their thrusts as they slid her back and forth between them. She could feel the mud getting through the grass and rubbing against her back, probably staining her fur, but the bunny didn't care. With two big dicks ramming into her with this roughness, she was already halfway to her first orgasm.

Sandra gasped as she felt a spurt of heat along her stomach, and looked up as much as she could around the cock in her mouth. The last of the goblins had walked over to her side, and actually had let out a little piss on her stomach. She couldn't look around the cock in her mouth to see it, but she could feel the urine running along her belly fur, and she could see the golden stream leaving the goblin's cock. There was no doubt, he was actually pissing on her, covering her stomach with his golden waste.

Before it could go further, though, she felt something else. Clawed feet rubbed against her stomach, pushing down, disappearing, and landing on her again a few times. It took Sandra a couple of seconds to realize that it must have been Delila, getting on top of her. The feeling of piss landing on the bunny's stomach stopped, and she heard the sound of it pooling somewhere else. 

Her smile got a little bigger at that. If she was guessing right, the owl was actually getting up and offering her beak for the piss. Maybe Delila was learning quicker than she thought.

But further thought on the matter was going to have to wait, as the goblins using her holes were all too eager to continue their work. She moaned around the thick green cock in her mouth, feeling it go deep in her throat with every thrust, and she thrust her hips back against Andren's fast pounding movements. Her ears dropped down, but she could hear every slurp of the cocks pulling out of her holes, every slap of their balls hitting her as the goblins hilted with her.

The one in her mouth came first, cumming with one shot down her throat, one along her tongue - the musky flavor making her moan loud as it pulled out - and the rest across her face. The hot strings settled along her cheeks and muzzle, and she grinned up at him as he stroked out the last of his cum onto her face. Licking his tip in appreciation when he finished covering her face with his load, she looked down.

Her thought was right. Delila was on her stomach, and she was sucking down the piss of the third goblin. The owl still didn't quite look like she was enjoying it, but Sandra didn't see any signs of flinching, no signs of fighting it or looking distasteful. If the owl could learn to look like she enjoyed what she was being fed - and that wasn't that hard, Sandra knew from experience - then it would be easy for the owl to play that she enjoyed being fucked like this.

A particularly rough thrust from Andren knocked the owl off of her stomach, though, as well as drove Sandra deeper into the mud. She could feel it rising up along her sides a bit, and she grinned up at her partner. The green, muscled goblin smirked down at her as he rammed himself in again, and again, his hands on her thighs gripping her tight as he pumped in deep. "You are...such a fucking slut," the goblin muttered as he started to speed up, his breath coming faster. "You bend over...for any good male, don't you?" 

"Mmmm, not every..." she said with a grin. "Just the best." She tried to spread her legs wider for him, but he held her in too tight a grip for that to be possible. So instead she grabbed him, wrapping her legs around him and pulling him in closer, deeper. He fought it for a second in surprise, but then grinned and leaned in closer. 

His balls slapped against her ass hard with his next few thrusts, and that, combined with the sheer ferocity and the novelty of fucking such filthy guys as these males finally sent Sandra over the edge. She moaned loudly as she came, her pussy clenching tightly on Andren's cock, and her juices squirting around it onto the goblin's crotch. He would smell like her now, the bunny though absently as her climax spread across her body. Smell like her, and taste like her. There was a small sense of pride in that.

As she spasmed around his cock, she felt it swell, pulse, and finally deliver it's own load, spurting cum deep inside of her. Sandra's eyes went wide at the feeling of the hot goo shooting deep inside of her, filling her up in a way that she hadn't felt in a long time, and extending her orgasm even longer. She felt her pussy tightening instinctively, on and off, off and on the cock inside of her, milking it for as much cum as it would give.

Andren tried to pull out of her, and she tried to keep him in, squeezing her legs around him in an attempt to hold his cock in her as he came. However, he was too strong, and pulled out before he was done shooting. The last few strings landed on her pussy, leaving her fur mussed and wet, with one final string going over her belly, right along the spot that she had been pissed on.

The goblins pulled back a bit, looming over her with grins on their faces. Well, except for Zeruko, who stood a little bit back, blushing at what he had watched, and though he had a hell of a hard-on, he looked like he was just a bit unsure of whether he should have one after seeing this.

Sandra smiled at him, waving him forward. Her friend's cock wasn't so big as his brother's, but it was definitely more than serviceable in her eyes, she thought as his cock wobbled from side to side with each step he took. Definitely better than the other bunnies that were down in the village, by a few inches. "Come on, Zeruko, don't you want to take a turn inside me?" Sandra asked. "Don't you want a turn to fuck a princess?" 

"I...I really do, but..." he muttered, his face bright red.

Before he could do anything, though, his brother gave him a push from behind, sending him stumbling forward and landing almost right on top of Sandra. As it was, the shove did push him close enough for his cock to rub the cummy slit of the princess, the two of them almost face to face, and only an inch or two away from full on penetration down below. "Go ahead, fuck her, bro," Andren said with a grin. "Trust me, she's a fun fuck. Better than the owl, even."

The princess smiled a bit at that, glad to hear that she was better than Delila. Not that she had had any doubts, of course; she had been doing this for a while, and she was younger than the owl, which generally made a lot of males a lot happier to be with her than others, if she could overcome the way that they viewed fucking cubs. It was easier with cubs her age, but they weren't so big, and they found some of the kinkier things 'weird', so it was a trade off.

Even as Zeruko started lining up for her pussy, though, she got another idea. "Hold on," Sandra said, reaching up and patting her goblin friend. "Let me change positions."

He got up, and she rolled over, getting on all fours again. She put her ass up in the air, and she reached back with one hand to spread her cheeks, showing off the tighter hole between them. "Since you're my first goblin friend, Zeruko, how about you fuck me here?" she said, one finger tapping her hole. It was a little muddy and cummy from laying down, but other than that, it was quite clean. And she knew that it was tight enough to give her friend the pleasure that he wanted; she didn't use it as often as her pussy, but she had let a lucky few in her ass, and they had never complained about the experience.

Zeruko didn't seem to mind the different hole, because he grabbed her quickly. She felt his slick cock between her ass cheeks, rubbing through the mud and the cum, before he pressed the head against her hole. The familiar stretching, giving feeling filled her before she felt his cock slide past the rim, and inside of her. The popping feeling of his cock getting past the barrier of her tight entrance made her gasp, and Sandra closed her eyes as she moaned at the feeling of being so full in that hole rather than the other one.

"Hehehe, you brought us quite the little princess slut," she heard Andren say, and Sandra smiled as she felt her friend start to thrust into her. Each of his thrusts carried him a little deeper into her ass, carried him a little closer to being hilted in her, and she felt herself starting to stretch around the sweaty, wet, pre-covered goblin dick, no doubt a little muddy now from rubbing through the mud that had coated her ass from Andren's fucking.

She could feel Andren's seed running down her legs already, leaving her pussy as she was rocked back and forth by Zeruko's short but firm thrusts. It was hot along her legs, running down to join the muddy ground below, and she moaned at the combined sensations of having her ass filled and her pussy oozing with the seed of another male.

It didn't take very long for Zeruko to hilt in her, and Sandra reached back between her legs, grabbing hold of those big green balls for a second to make him hold still. Sandra loved the feeling of being so full in her ass, but she needed a moment to get used to the feeling of being stretched so wide back there. "Mmmm, just...just a second, Zeruko," she whispered back to him. "Almost...almost a little too full, so give me a minute to get used to it."

The other goblins laughed, but she felt Zeruko pat her lightly on the side. It was a little bit like she imagined another person might have patted a pet dog for something, to comfort them, and that made her blush a little. Not much, but just a bit, since that was something new to think about. Something for later, maybe, if they got bored with the other stuff that she had in mind.

As she got used to the burning stretching feeling from her rim, she slowly let go of her friend's balls, getting her arm back in position and bracing herself. "Alright...fuck me. Take me hard," Sandra whispered.

Almost immediately she found herself rocking back and forth with the power behind Zeruko's thrusts. She was amazed at how strong he was, how hard he could push in, and more amazed by the amount of pre that she could already feel filling her ass. Her eyes were wide at the feeling of it sloshing around inside of her, and the feeling of those big balls slapping against her pussy made her shiver, the pleasure growing inside of her again from being filled and used by such a big male, such an eager stud.

But it could be better, and she knew how to make it better, how to make things even more exciting for her. As Zeruko started to get into a regular rhythm in her ass, she waved at both the owls and the goblins watching her. "Come...come on...one of you...sit in front of me...and Delila...you watch," she gasped between the thrusts going so deep in her ass.

She expected Andren, and she wasn't disappointed. He sat down in front of her, his dick still easily in view past his loincloth, and he smirked at her. "What do you want from me, Slut? You want to have my dick in your throat again?"

"Not...not yet, at least," the bunny whispered. She pointed towards his feet, and almost fell into the mud as Zeruko slammed in hard. "Could you...could you put your feet in my face?" 

"Oh ho ho, so that rumor is true too?" Andren asked as he lifted his feet up, putting them up in front of her face. "You love licking feet as much as you enjoy sucking and fucking dick?" 

"More than you know," Sandra whispered, looking at those filthy feet. They weren't quite so bad as Zeruko's had been on the first day - more was the pity - and she was pretty sure that the mud on Delila had been on Andren's feet at some point. It would fit with the sounds that they were hearing earlier, at least. 

This would be a good chance to teach Delila something else, she thought. She looked over at the owl, panting softly as she was starting to get close to an anal orgasm, particularly when Zeruko reached around her and grabbed her around the stomach, roughly humping her from behind. "You...you see, there's...ooooh...there's a lot for...for willingness to...to serve," she managed to gasp out, "but you...you need some tech...technique when...serving people, too." 

The owl nodded at her. "Yes, I believe that must be true. Otherwise, you just are flailing around."

"R-right," Sandra panted. She gasped loudly as she felt herself hit another climax, her pussy spasming around air and her ass squeezing down on Zeruko's cock. "Oh god, harder!" she shouted, unable to stop herself for begging for more from her friend, wanting her ass to be well and truly hammered and filled.

He kept it up, and as Sandra's orgasm faded again, she continued. "You can't just lick...gotta...gotta show some worship for a foot...a foot like this," she explained. 

To demonstrate, she leaned forward as much as she could while her hips and stomach were held so tightly. She stuck her tongue out, an expression of eagerness and thankfulness on her face as she started to drag her tongue along the goblin's foot, gathering the remaining dust and muck on it. She used her head to move, dragging her tongue along the bottom of the foot to gather up all of the filth she could.

The taste was absolutely foul, but that was the way that Sandra loved it. Her smile got bigger as she continued to drag her tongue in one long line from the heel of the foot towards the toes and she could see Andren's smile getting bigger as she continued to move up. "Mmmmm," she moaned as she got her tongue coated with mud and half-soaked dirt, with a few blades of grass and with the sweat of the foot. Each of the tastes combined into something that no sane person would ever put in their mouths, but she had long since stopped questioning her sanity; there was something missing there, but it only made life a little more fun for her.

Finally she reached the top of his foot, and she pulled her tongue back. It was completely brown rather than pink, and though she tried to hold onto the mess, the rapid thrusting from behind inevitably knocked a little bit of the mud off of her tongue. Delila looked like she was fighting a bit of a gag, but Sandra only grinned as she pulled her tongue into her mouth. Deliberately, she chewed through the muck and mud, breaking it down into chunks in her mouth, pulling it apart into swallowable pieces. 

She turned her head up, swallowing slowly, piece by piece. Each swallow was followed by a satisfied moan, even as her throat clamped down on each piece. She forced it down anyway, shoving it down past her gag reflex, and slowly cleared her mouth of the massive chunk of filth. As soon as her mouth was empty, she stretched out again, dragging her tongue along the bottom of his other foot, cleaning it as well.

Before she could reach the toes, though, she felt Zeruko ram himself in harder than usual, his balls resting against her pussy for a second before pulling upwards. That was the only warning she got before she felt his cum spurting into her ass. The sensation of the hot, slick strings of cum splattering her insides was enough to set off a mini-orgasm for her, her pussy pumping out more of the cum that Andren had pumped into it, sending it leaking down her thighs in white lines towards the ground. 

She shuddered, frozen in mid-lick as Zeruko continued to cum in her ass, filling it up with his seed. It was so hot and so plentiful, making her wonder just how much he had needed this. Apparently more than she could have expected, because he kept shooting for almost half a minute before he stopped, pulling out and falling right on his ass.

Immediately after he pulled out, she felt his seed oozing out of her ass. It didn't feel nearly so tight now, particularly with all of the cum sliding over her hole and dripping past her pussy before oozing right off of her clit, dripping from it to the ground. The feeling made her shudder, almost torture through pleasure, and she barely managed to keep what she'd already licked off of Andren's foot on her tongue.

She forced herself back to the licking, making sure that she was getting a fair bit off of his foot as she dragged her tongue along the underside. It didn't take her long to reach the toes, and she quickly pulled back, letting Andren get his look at how she was doing before she pulled it into her mouth. The taste coated her tongue like before, as well as sliding between her teeth and around her gums, ensuring that there was no way that the flavor would go away soon.

Swallowing it bit by bit, she waited until she had fully emptied her mouth before turning to the owl again. "See? If you lick long like that, getting as much as you can into your mouth first, and then swallow it, you can get a lot more cleaning done for them. And make sure you show them what you lick off; it makes it a lot better for them, lets them see that you're doing a good job without them having to inspect their feet all the time," the princess explained.

"I see," Delila said with a nod. The owl hopped forward, taking a close look. "That really does make it a lot cleaner, a lot faster. I never could do that before," she admitted.

"It takes some practice," Sandra said with a shrug. She smiled as she adjusted her position, sitting down in the mud. She could still feel the cum leaking out of both of her holes, but she ignored that the best she could, trying to focus as much of her attention on the feet in front of her as she could.

Andren smiled at her as she took them by the ankles, and she smiled back at him as she started to kiss and suck along the bottoms. They were nearly the same size as Zeruko's feet, she realized, but they were just more proportional to Andren than they were to his little brother. Maybe that meant that Zeruko was getting ready for his growth spurt from puberty or something, she thought to herself. If that was the case, she would need to hurry up and enjoy his giant feet while they still looked giant on him, before she lost the chance forever.

But that would be for later, when they were back at the castle, and she didn't have the distraction of so many good feet here for her to enjoy.

Kissing the soles of his feet worshipfully, Sandra again made her way from heel to toe, her eyes half closed and her lips turned up happily as her face started to get a little wet from the sweat buried beneath the mud. It soaked against her quickly, and she could tell that she was starting to smell of goblin sweat, goblin musk, goblin feet. Definitely a trip to a river or something called for before she went home, she thought as she licked over the top of Andren's toes, teasing them playfully with little licks of her tongue.

As she pulled back from the licks, she heard a soft gagging, and turned her head. One of the goblins had grabbed Delila away from her lessons, and his cock was pointed right at her beak. It must have been the one that hadn't already pissed, because he was pissing like a warhorse down the owl's throat. Surprisingly, Delila was doing better this time, actually taking it with a bit of eagerness in her eyes. Sandra was a little disappointed that her lesson about foot licking would have to wait until later, but she supposed that it was better for the owl to be learning about the piss drinking than the foot licking. More perverts liked the former than the latter, after all.

Her tongue soon turned brown again, and this time, no matter how much she swallowed and pushed it to the back of her mouth, it wasn't changing color again. It was completely stained with the mud from Andren's feet, not to mention whatever else had been on them when she had started licking. There was a reason that her eyes remained half closed, after all; she liked the degradation, she liked the filthy taste on her tongue, but there was a point where she really didn't need to know everything that was going into her mouth.

Despite her tongue being absolutely filthy, though, she kept up the licking, kept up the cleaning. She could see the bright, emerald green starting to show through under the filth, and it encouraged her, getting her to attack the remaining mud and dust and sweat with extra eagerness to get it cleaned off. The princess could feel all eyes on her as she continued to lick away the layers of filth, coating her teeth, her tongue, and even her lips with the mess on Andren's feet in her eagerness to clean it up.

Her mouth burned with the taste of the pure filth that Andren obviously walked through on a daily basis, and a part of her wondered what it must have been like before it was getting licked clean by the owl. She had an even bigger reason to go to the goblin village, now; that would be the only place to find some of green skinned guys that hadn't had their feet licked clean yet; maybe then she could see how wonderfully filthy those tasted. After all, Zeruko's feet had sent her into a powerful orgasm, and they'd been cleaned pretty recently. How powerful would the other feet be?

Finally, she reached the last bit of cleaning, her stomach filled full to bursting with the amount of mud and muck that she'd licked off of Andren's feet. She could see little hints of something between his toes, but her stomach hurt too much, was far too full, to bother going for more. Sandra slowly pulled herself to her feet, rubbing her stomach and shaking her head. "That's how you're supposed to clean someone's feet," the princess muttered, just in case the owl was listening past having her beak stretched by another cock.

Zeruko helped her stand, and Andren smirked at her as he got up. "You do that all that often, princess, and you'll get an escort and eager welcome any time you wanna come around here," Andren said with a chuckle. "Maybe our little bird slut will take your lessons to heart, and she'll get a little better at paying us for her protection."

"What's she being protected from, anyway?" Sandra asked, cocking her head to the side. 

"She wouldn't tell us," Andren admitted. "Must be something pretty bad if she's willing to let us do all this stuff to her, but I don't think that it's all that bad. After all, there are a lot of warriors in the village, and there's no way that whatever she's running from can deal with all of us."

The princess nodded her head. She agreed with the cocky goblin, despite the way that he seemed just a bit overconfident about the odds; if these guys were just teens, and they weren't full warriors - which she would guess, just from the way that they allowed her to come in here with just promises of sex - then the real warriors in the tribe were probably pretty darn good. Hopefully they wouldn't ever have reason to fight against the Kingdom's army. Not that she thought that the hares would lose, but it would not be a fight she'd like to see.

"So, just one more question before I leave," she said.

"Yes?"

"Where is a river so I can wash off? I'd like to keep the rumors to just rumors, if you don't mind."

#

After the bath at the river, it didn't take the two of them very long to get back to the castle. Some of the guards looked at her a little weirdly for having her fur completely soaked, as well as her dress, but nobody made any comments where she could hear them. Being the princess entitled her to be a little bit eccentric, and if she wanted to go swimming with her expensive dress on - her excuse to the guards - then that was what she would do. The treasury would cover the cost of the dress, like it always did, and the accountants would mutter under their breaths about her, and life would go on as it always did.

She brought Zeruko up to the bedroom, and smiled at him as she sat down on the bed, still feeling a bit of the cum from earlier leaking out of her holes and into her panties. "This was a good day," Sandra said with a small smile.

"A...weird day, but fun one...Sandra," Zeruko said, still blushing just a bit. She found it so cute that he could blush at everything that had happened today; for her, it was just one of the better days and better fun times that she had had in a while. For him, it must have seemed a good bit different, particularly as she had pushed him to fuck her up the ass. That must have made his view of her change a little bit.

Chuckling a bit at the way that he looked at her so strangely, Sandra turned to the package on her set of drawers. It had been there when they had returned, and she wanted to make sure that it was what she thought it was.

A quick check proved that it was, and the bunny grinned wide. She gestured her friend over to her, and quickly pulled out the contents of the box.

Inside were two thick winter boots, boots that would normally not be made for another six months with summer still at its height. "Here," Sandra said, holding them out to the goblin. "I want you to take these, and wear them for another couple of days. After you've worn them for at least three days, I want you to come back here, and then we'll have a little more fun." 

"But..." Zeruko looked down at them. "I've never worn shoes before. And why would I wear ones that are so big and thick? I would get so hot and sweaty in them."

"That's the idea," Sandra said, a little note of patience entering her tone. "I want you to get your feet more sweaty. Keep them dirty like they are now, but get them really sweaty too, so that they really start to stink. Mmmm, your feet are so good now, but these will make them even better after a few days."

The flicker of understanding glinted in his eyes, and he blushed a bit as he took them. "Alright," he said with a little nod, slowly pulling them on. She heard dirt and mud squish a bit as he put them on, and she knew that any cobbler out there would have winced at the thought of such filthy feet being put into those high quality boots. But she wanted them that way. She wanted to get them filthy, to encourage Zeruko's feet to get dirtier, sweatier, muskier, raunchier as quickly as possible.

When he had his shoes on, she reached over and hugged the goblin, patting his back. "Heh, thanks for doing everything I've been asking you to. I know it's a little new, but you have to admit, it's pretty darn fun," she said.

"Yeah," he admitted with a blush. He hugged her back, until she let go. "Uh, Sandra, what do you want to do now?" he asked.

She could see what he wanted to do, judging by the stirring under his loincloth, and she giggled. "Well, we could -"

There was a knock on the door, followed by one of the bunny servants poking their heads around the corner. "Pardon, your highness, but your father has summoned you. There is a delegation that you must meet." 

Sandra groaned under her breath before nodding. "Yes, I'll be there as soon as I can," she said, the bunny leaving a moment later. She turned to her friend. "Well, it looks like things are going to have to wait. With a delegation here, my father will have me busy as hell for at least a few days," she explained. "And you're probably not going to be comfortable just waiting here, are you?"

She didn't think so, and his nod confirmed it. "Well, how about you come back here in three days, and we'll figure out what to do then?"

He nodded, and they hugged again, squeezing a bit tighter than a moment ago. Sandra sighed as she eventually broke the hug, pulling on a new pair of underwear before leaving the room. 

Sometimes she hated being royalty.

#

The days passed slowly for Sandra. With the delegation from the south calling upon the royal family, she was required to stay in the castle at all times, always able to be brought into the throne room at a moment's notice without even the slightest warning. Apparently, the delegation refused to do any dealings without the entire royal family at the table at any given point, and even though Sandra was only nine years old, they apparently wanted her input on most of the decisions. 

What really boggled her mind was that her father allowed it. A big part of her deviant behavior was to discredit herself from any of the official business of running the kingdom, to get out of lessons and other such things. And up until this point, it had been working quite well. 

Things had been so busy lately that Sandra hadn't even been able to get down to the sewers to talk to Vecta anymore, and they'd barely been able to talk to each other in her room during the nights when Sandra wasn't too exhausted from the endless tedium of the official meetings. It was like those sessions were designed to be as boring and mind numbing as possible. The diplomacy classes that they had tried to make her take, even the etiquette lessons had been better than these meetings.

She couldn't remember ever being so happy as she felt when she watched the delegation leave the palace, watching them go down the road from her window. She waved like a good princess, but then hurriedly turned back to her bed and flopped down on it with a big smile on her face. "Finally," Sandra muttered to herself, shaking her head from side to side. "I thought that they'd never leave."

At least they could have had a couple of people in the group that were interested in her, but no matter the signs that she put out, they had all remained quite blind to her offers. There had been a few moments that she had almost been convinced that they were all eunuchs. 

But that was the past now, and today - 

"Your highness?" one of her servants called through the door, knocking on it a few times before pushing it open. She must have been new, Sandra thought; not only didn't she recognize the servant, but they didn't know that they needed to wait for permission before pushing open the door. "Your highness?"

"Yes?" 

"Your highness, there's someone here to see you," the bunny servant said. "Um, he...he seems to believe that you told him to come back here today."

The princess grinned widely at the news, and leaped off of her bed, ignoring the hard stone against her feet. "Send him in!" she exclaimed eagerly.

"But -"

"I said, send him in!" she said. She'd been waiting for three days for Zeruko to come back, and after the Days of Dullness, she was not going to let anyone else get in the way of her having a little fun again, finally.

Her tone sent the servant scrambling away, and Sandra smiled as she sat down at the edge of the bed. After three days, Zeruko's feet were going to stink to high heaven. Not that they didn't already, of course, but even goblin feet like his could get 'worse' in a pair of boots that were designed to keep heat in at all costs. Even during the winter, someone's feet could start to sweat in the boots that she had gotten her friend. In the summer, under the hot sun and particularly in the already warm but shady forest...

"Mmmmm," she moaned softly in anticipation. This was going to be absolutely perfect, the best way for her to end her boredom after so long.

Her smile felt like it was going to spread all the way around to the back of her head by the time that Zeruko actually stepped through the doors. He was actually blushing as he walked through, and Sandra barely waited until he shut the door behind him before leaping across the room. Wrapping her arms around him in as tight a hug as she could give, the princess actually lifted her feet up off of the floor as she held him tight. Even when he wobbled back and forth, almost falling over, she continued to hold on, hands locked behind his back. "I'm so glad you're back!" she whispered.

"Sorry," he said as he finally got his balance, hugging her back. "You did say to stay away for three days, though, and let...wait, please tell me that you didn't send some message to tell me to come back earlier and I never got it?"

Tempting as it was to make him squirm, Sandra wasn't feeling quite that evil today. She just giggled, letting go of him and dropping back to the floor. "Hehehe, no, I just missed you a lot," the princess said.

He heaved a sigh of relief, hand to his chest as the other wiped his forehead. "Whew...I was a little worried about that, so I'm glad that everything is okay," Zeruko said with a nervous smile.

"More than okay, particularly if you did what I told you." Sandra nodded down towards the boots she was glad to see that he still wore. The formerly blue boots with a bit of fur at the top were now brown with mud, as well as with a few other things that had probably gotten on them. Considering that the goblin went around barefoot all the time before she gave him the boots, maybe he had decided to walk places that he normally didn't, Sandra thought to herself. "Did you do what I told you?"

"Of course," he said, nodding his head quickly. "You asked me to keep them on for three days, and I kept them on. You probably aren't going to want me to take them off, though."

She cocked her head to the side. "Why not?"

His eyebrow went up. "Can't you smell that? My feet stink even worse than usual. And I mean, really, a lot worse than usual."

Surprised by his question, Sandra actually paused to take a few sniffs. Almost immediately, she had to take a step back, the fumes coming off of her friend more potent than she expected. Looking at him, she almost expected to see lines of green coming off of him, like the stories of stinky people. She was almost sure she did, but that was something that was almost impossible.

"Wow," Sandra muttered under her breath, trying to ignore the way that her eyes watered from the smell of so much sweat and stink coming off of her friend. It was almost like he hadn't bathed in addition to not taking off the boots for a few days. If that was the case, she was looking forward to this even more.

Zeruko seemed to take it differently, though, and started to step back. "I guess I should go down to one of the rivers and clean off my feet, so that the smell doesn't knock you out when I take the boots off," the goblin said. 

"NO!" Sandra shouted, grabbing hold of him before he had moved more than an inch. He stared at her in shock, and despite herself, Sandra blushed just a little bit. "I mean...the whole thing was to get your feet smellier, you know. I wanted them to stink to high heaven, and it sounds - and smells - like they're going to do just that. There's no way that I'm going to let you take these off somewhere else, when I could have them right here and now."

He blushed a bit, the red on his face a rather silly look in comparison to the brown and blue boots on his feet and the faded yellow and brown of his loincloth. "So, shall...shall I just take them off here, leave them at the door?" he asked.

She shook her head rapidly, grinning. "Oooooh, no, you're not going to leave them there and let part of the smell get away before I can be close to them." She tugged on his hand, pulling him back towards the bed. "Come on, I have a better idea."

It took a little tugging and work, but she got him on the bed with her again. She pushed him onto his back, ignoring his cock for now - as it was already starting to rise up beneath his loincloth - and pulled several of the blankets free from the sides of the bed, laying them down beside her. 

"What are you doing?" Zeruko asked.

"I'm going to make sure that I get all of the smell at once, and that I can't get away from it while I play with your feet. After that...well, then we'll do something more for you and this guy here," she said, patting his cock a bit. It surged upwards, getting harder after after her touch, but she ignored it again, more focused on his feet.

If there was one thing that Sandra loved more than almost anything else, it was a good pair of feet, and if they were filthy enough to make her feel like a dirty little whore for touching them, let alone licking them, they were better still. If they were stinky, sweaty, and emitting enough musk that a normal person would faint from coming close to them, then they were perfect. These big green feet had already been damn good, but now, now that they were making his feet smell enough that her eyes watered just getting near him with the boots still on, they were perfect.

Sandra pulled a few of the blankets over her head, tugging her friend's legs under them with her. She kept the legs to the area just below the knee, though; she didn't want the cock musk distracting her, or drawing her attention away from the feet. Just on the off chance that it could even be smelled in comparison to this sweaty pair, she wanted to keep it out of the bubble that she was making with the blankets. She tucked the blankets around Zeruko's legs, keeping them close together under the dome that she made, and pulled back a bit. Her head was covered, as was her upper body. As long as nobody came in through the door, there would be no problems with her fingering herself either, she thought to herself.

Adjusting her dress so that that would be possible, Sandra pulled down her panties. They were soaked, wet with the juices she had started leaking as soon as the delegation had left, and she could smell herself on them easily. She passed them out of the blanket, and tossed them up at the goblin's face. Or, at least where she assumed Zeruko's face was. Maybe he'd like to sniff at that while she worked on his feet.

Suppressing her eager instinct to just yank the boots off so that she could see his feet right away, Sandra worked on loosening them first, undoing the knots on the sides and the front. Immediately that allowed it to loosen enough for a bit of air to work down inside of the boots, and the air in her little bubble immediately started to change. A salty, hot smell started to fill her nostrils, and Sandra groaned at the way that it was already stronger than anything that she had smelled before, stronger even than the time that she had gotten a crocodile from a faraway land down to the kitchen for a few hours. Reptile feet in front of a fire, warmed for hours...oh, that had been good, but it was nowhere near as good as this was already smelling, and she hadn't even gotten to the strongest scent yet.

When they were both loosened, she started pulling them down, taking them both about an inch or two at a time, giving each one a chance to show a little more skin before moving on to the next one. It was a little hard to make sure that they both moved down at the same rate, but she did her best. A good part of her mind wanted to reach down and start fingering herself to the smell that was already tainting the air in her bubble, but she forced herself to wait. It was almost done now; she just needed to get the feet themselves uncovered.

She waited for a second, just looking at the legs that had been uncovered. The green skin - just visible in the dim light in the blanket dome - was shiny and sweaty, drenched with the goblin's juices after being kept so warm for so long. If they had been out in the open, she was sure that she might have only barely noticed the smell coming off of the skin, but down here, it was powerful, the stench something that she could barely remain conscious from. If it was already this strong here, she was almost afraid of just how strong it would be coming right off of Zeruko's feet.

At the same time, she couldn't wait to find out. Getting a good grip on both of the boots, she took a deep breath through her mouth. "One...two....three!" With a quick tug, she yanked the boots right off, putting them at her sides. 

The princess had tried holding her breath so that she could get the smell after setting the boots aside, but the odor was so strong, the musk so overpowering, that she didn't need to breathe to smell it. It was just there, shoving its way through her nose and into her brain. Just opening her mouth a crack, she could almost taste it, her eyes glazing over at the strength of the smell and taste and sensation of being surrounded by so much foot musk, so much foot sweat and stink.

Even though she could barely see the feet, she could tell that the time spent in the boots had done a great deal for how filthy they were. The bit of mud that had been on them when they'd gone in had liquefied further, turning into a black and brown grime that covered his feet, thinned down to something that was almost like soup sticking to his feet. Between the toes were some massive white chunks, and she groaned softly as she imagined just how those would taste when she broke them open in her mouth. Oh, this was just the perfect buffet waiting for the discriminating foot fetishist, and she was determined to take full advantage of it.

Moving as though through a fog, Sandra grabbed hold of the feet by the ankles, grinning like an idiot as she pulled herself in close to them, or pulled them closer to her, she wasn't sure which. She stuck out her tongue and dragged them along the underside of one foot, and then the other. The second she touched them, her little pussy gushed with juices, spraying the bed below with her pussy juices, soaking the spot she squatted over.

It was so strong! In her whole life she had never tasted a foot that was this sweaty, this rank, this foul, and she couldn't stop herself from licking at it again and again. The slight earthy taste from the liquefied mud, the rank sweat of the foot, and the amplified musk that came off of the foot naturally, aged through days kept in a winter boot at the height of summer...oh, it was ecstasy.

Panting hard, she licked from foot to foot, feeling the earthy smell fade more than smelling it; it was completely overpowered by the sweat and musk coming off of the feet before her. She moved like a girl possessed, dragging her tongue across the soft feet, barely feeling the rougher calluses on some parts of it, entirely focused on getting more of the taste of sweat and foot on her tongue. She pressed the foot right against her face, feeling the sweat soaking into her fur despite her face being completely dry. The foot was that wet with sweat, the droplets coming off of it rapidly. A part of her could only imagine what the insides of the boots must smell like, with the sweat that had coated them during the days while they were worn; she would have to do something about that in the coming days.

But now, she must tend to these feet, must make them feel good. She couldn't let herself focus on anything else. The smell wouldn't let her focus on anything else, even if she wanted to, she realized; it was that strong, and her fetish was that much in control.

Her fingers tightened around his ankles as her pussy spasmed behind her, clamping down on empty air in desperate need for stimulation. She wanted to reach back and touch herself, but she wanted to keep hold of Zeruko's feet as well, some irrational part of her worried that they would be tugged away if she didn't keep her grip on them. Or maybe she would lose what little grip on reality she had left if she let go of something physical. She didn't know, and she had a hard time caring at this point as well.

Continuing to gush juices, her pussy twitched as she started licking from heel to toe on each foot, gathering the thin mud soup on the big green feet before getting down to the real good stuff. The sweaty flesh itself was usually fairly tasteless, but after spending so much time marinading in the boots, it had an immensely strong flavor. Sandra moaned with every lick, feeling her tongue dry out from the sheer level of saltiness in the sweat, and then get slightly moist again from the sweat that came with it. She panted against them, and her hips thrust against the air, desperately trying to get some sort of stimulation, but receiving none despite her frantic movements.

Her tongue was getting tired as she dragged her tongue over those feet again and again, the shine of her spit changing the sheen a little bit from sweaty to spitty shine. Little bubbles of her spit were left at different parts of his feet, and she pressed her lips against those spots, sucking the saliva back into her mouth to clean his feet back up, her spit tainted with the flavor of his feet, no matter how quickly she did it.

Despite all of her attempts to clean his feet, the smell persisted under the dome of blankets. It was driving her crazy, making her so horny, so eager to play with his feet. Every breath, whether it came through her nose or her mouth, overwhelmed her senses with the potency of the foot musk, the foot sweat; it was becoming all she could think about.

Finally she reached the toes. With a groan of need, she stuck her tongue rapidly between them, tugging the toe-jam into her mouth before she could stop herself to think about it. She felt the crumbly cheese like stuff hit her tongue, and she bit through it, breaking it apart so that she could get to the core, the part of it that she really wanted to taste, the part that she really wanted to break over her tongue and coat the inside of her mouth with its foulness.

Her eyes rolled back in her head at the flavor, and she flipped over, carrying the blankets with her as she rolled onto her back. The princess's pussy twitched, spasmed, and then finally erupted with a massive squirting orgasm as she lay on her back under the blankets, smothered by the smell of the goblin's feet as her body shook in powerful pleasure. 

The feet pulled free of the blanket, taking a part of the smell with them. Not that Sandra cared at that point, as she floated on the pleasured spasms of her body as she rode through her orgasm. Her mouth was filled with the taste of the rancid, burning, nasty toe-jam, and nothing else mattered to her in comparison to the nasty taste in her mouth. It had been more powerful than she could ever have imagined, even considering it came from the sweaty feet of a goblin who had worn those boots for three days straight.

The blankets came off of her head, and she stared up blankly as Zeruko looked down at her. Sandra only giggled as the pleasure slowly started to fade, her head spinning from the power of that massive climax. "That...that..."

"Was good?" Zeruko asked, finishing the sentence for her.

She could only nod, sighing softly as she closed her eyes to enjoy the afterglow that swiftly followed. "I can't wait...to get to the village...and try that in front of everyone..."

He laughed at her, shaking his head a few times. "I thought you wanted to learn more about goblins, not spend all your time fucking them and licking their feet."

"Hey, I'll learn...at my own pace..." she said defensively. "Maybe....maybe your food, first."

"If you don't fill up on goblin foot crud, first," he said with a laugh. She pushed him, laughing as well, and they both fell back on the bed, their eyes closed as they just laughed and held each other.

However, at the sound of a stone coming free, she opened her eyes again. The fireplace tunnel opened, and a familiar rodent pulled herself out of the hole with a bit of a smirk on her muzzle. "Looks like I just missed the fun here," Vecta said with a little chuckle. "Well, if there's going to be any more later, you better include me in it, or I'm going to feel like I'm not welcome."

The princess chuckled a little bit, turning to Zeruko. A small idea slipped into her head, and she smiled a bit wider. "You think that your village would mind if I brought along another guest besides myself?" she asked.

Her friend looked at the rat before putting his hand to his chin. She could see the thoughts going through his head, and she got up as she could already guess where his thoughts were going, walking over to her drawers and pulling out a new set of panties. They were probably going to be lost anyway, but it never hurt to wear them on the way there. 

"I don't think that they'd mind, and I think that she might like to meet Delila, too," Zeruko said. 

Sandra blinked at that idea. She hadn't even thought of that, but the more she considered it, the better an idea it seemed. She turned with a smile as she pulled the panties on. "I think that is a great idea. Think you two can be ready to leave in a few minutes?"

"I can leave right now," Zeruko said with a shrug. 

"Me too," Vecta added.

"Then what are we waiting for?"

#

Once Vecta had joined them, it didn't take them long to get out of the castle. Sandra led the dire rat and Zeruko through the halls of the castle, avoiding most of the servants and the guards. The ones that did see them just smiled and waved them on, but they were the nicer ones, and the ones that she had bribed long ago with certain favors to let her keep going as she wished. The others might have let her go, but they would have gone to her father with reports of her leaving, and she wanted him to think that she was still in the castle this time. Just in case another delegation came along, and he wanted her to join him in the throne room, she wanted at least an hour or so before he started out with a search party to find her. Anything to avoid the mind-numbing dullness of those sorts of meetings for a bit longer.

They were probably a weird looking group, Sandra thought to herself as they left the castle town again and entered the forest. She was in a silk dress with no shoes on under the dress, followed by a rat a little bit bigger than a large cat, and by a goblin boy that was about her height, but with massive bare feet and a loincloth that did next to nothing to keep his cock covered. No wonder the people in town stared at them, and she was sure that her reputation as a slut was only growing by sticking around with Zeruko.

She chuckled a bit to herself at that. If only they knew how things had gone yesterday back at the clearing with Delila; if those stories got out and turned into rumors, the townsfolk would probably be expecting her to go around to each inn and suck off the various mounts in the stables each night, if they didn't already. Sandra had to admit, the thought was an interesting one, even if she doubted she could fit something that big inside of her.

They walked for a while, and eventually Sandra recognized that they were getting close to Delila's clearing. The princess paused on the borders of the clearing, perking up an ear. There was no moaning, no sounds of sex or anything of the sort, which kind of surprised her after yesterday's ambush by Andren and his friends. "Huh..." Sandra muttered to herself.

"Something the matter?" Zeruko asked.

Sandra turned. "Last time we were walking by here, I could hear your brother and his friends doing stuff with Delila. Why can't I hear them now?"

"Maybe they came here early," Zeruko said, shrugging his shoulders. The goblin nodded down the path. "Come on, let's keep going. We're not all that far from the village now, and -"

Shaking her head, Sandra turned towards the clearing instead. "I think I want to check on Delila first, if you don't mind," she said as she poked her feet through the underbrush, working to avoid anything sharp.

Vecta followed her, the rat keeping pace easily. "I want to meet this owl myself, actually," the rat said. "She sounded pretty interesting."

Sighing, the goblin fell in behind them. "I guess we have a little while before we really need to be there," he admitted. "And I wouldn't mind seeing Delila, and making sure that she's...alright." 

A little smile crossed the bunny's mouth at the tone in Zeruko's voice. More likely, he wanted to have a little fun with her while he had the chance, particularly with his brother not around. If he did, then she would definitely like to watch. The last time that she was here, the owl had been too busy gargling piss for her to see that little pussy get spread open, and she'd like to see the cum going in rather than just leaking out.

They stepped through the trees a few minutes later, almost tripping when they went from a level of no undergrowth to massive. Sandra did trip, and would have fallen on the muddy ground if it wasn't for her friend catching her by the arm and pulling her back.

"Thanks, Zeruko," she said with a small nod.

"You're welcome," he said, letting go of her after she had gotten her footing.

Vecta just chuckled, walking out into the center of the clearing. The rat got up on her hind legs, and looked back and forth. "Hello? Hello?" she called out, going so far as to put one paw to the side of her mouth. "Hello, is anyone here? Delila?"

"Don't shout, don't shout!" The voice came from one of the trees at the border of the clearing, and all three pairs of eyes turned to look. 

Slowly, a feathered head poked its way out of a hole in a tree, looking out and down at Zeruko, Sandra, and Vecta. Delila's eyes were narrowed, almost like a glare, but a little too nervous to be something like that. "What are you doing here? I already paid for my time with some new goblins," she said.

"New....goblins?" Zeruko asked. "What...sort...of new goblins?"

"Oh, I don't know," Delila said with a shake of her head. "You start to look very similar after a while. They didn't want sex this time, though, just talk."

Zeruko's face went a paler shade of green, and he walked over to the tree. "Were they wearing leather bands like these -" he asked, pointing to the one around his neck, "but with gemstones rather than what we have?"

She blinked, one eye and then the other. "Come to think of it...yeah, they were. I thought that was a little weird, but then I thought that maybe it was just a bunch of the richer goblins from your village."

The pale shade of green started to get paler still, and Zeruko turned around to face them. "We have to get out of here. Right now."

"Why? This is where they told me to stay," Delila said.

He turned back to the owl, even as Sandra and Vecta started moving to the edge of the clearing. "Those were not goblins from my clan. They're from another clan deep in the forest, one that works for the guy that you're trying to stay away from. They do anything that he asks. If they found you, you can be sure that they told him where you are already, and he might already be -"

"I AM HERE, LITTLE GOBLIN."

Everyone, absolutely everyone, looked up at the same time. Floating above the clearing, wing flaps keeping him aloft and sending buffeting gusts of wind down at them, was a dragon. His scales were dark blue, bordering on black, and his body was as big as a small home. It wasn't the biggest dragon that Sandra had ever heard of, but it was the biggest one that she had ever seen.

"Caulder!" Delila hissed. The owl leaped out of the tree, but before she could fly very far, the dragon just dropped. His body carried her down to the ground, and she was immediately pinned under one massive forepaw, held against the ground. His claws dug into the ground, eliminating the slightest hope of her getting free.

Sandra and Zeruko charged together, unthinking, at the dragon. Sandra didn't know what she thought she could do; she was small as it was, and the dragon was huge compared to her. Despite that, she wanted to help the owl. 

Of course, it was useless. The dragon's tail came around and swatted her and Zeruko off to the side, slamming them into a pair of trees. The impact was enough to knock Sandra's head back, and she fell to the ground with her vision fading. Vecta joined her a second later, sent flying just as easily as they had been. The princess had just enough time to see that her friends were completely unconscious before the blackness claimed her as well.

#

It wasn't light that woke her later, but footsteps, large heavy ones that echoed around her. The sound was loud, and the echoes were only slightly quieter in comparison. Unable to ignore them, Sandra slowly opened her eyes, groaning at her headache as she did.

To her shock, she was held bent over, her arms behind her back and her neck supported by something she couldn't see. Looking down, she could see that her legs weren't tied by anything that she could see, but no matter how she tugged, her feet remained glued to the ground. Her dress was gone, too, as were her panties, she realized, but unlike most girls, she didn't blush at the thought. She just shrugged the thought off. The thing that concerned her was not being able to pull her feet free; while kinky, it meant that there was something very wrong here.

Looking around, she saw that her friends had been similarly restrained. Zeruko was right across from her, his body held in exactly the same position as her, his arms restrained behind his back, his feet on the floor and legs somewhat spread, and his head held up somehow. There wasn't anything there, but it was like he was chained to the ceiling, like she was. His loincloth was gone, she noticed, though that didn't interest her the way that it would have in another situation.

To her right, and a bit in front of her, was Vecta. More traditional chains held the rat, two manacles that held her by the hind legs, keeping them spread open wide. Her friend looked over at her with wide eyes, her mouth open, but saying nothing.

To her left, also a bit ahead of her, was Delila. The owl was suspended in mid-air, held aloft with her legs spread and her wings bound. Sandra winced as she saw that Delila had already been violated since they had arrived, cum leaking out of her hole, and it was chunky and yellow, rather than the whiter color of goblin cum. It had to be pretty recent, too, because she was gaping open, spread wide by whatever had shoved itself into her.

As she looked around her friends, Sandra realized two things. First, they were all in a circle, or a square, or something like that around a central point. It was like a trough, in a way, though it was cut into the stone floor rather than being raised up off of the ground. It had a few droplets of cum in it, having oozed from the owl down to the floor and then rolling down it into the hole, but otherwise, it was empty.

The second thing that she realized was that all of her friends, even violated, gaping Delila, were staring at her. Or, rather, right behind her.

Her body tensed as something sharp and curved pressed between her legs, forcing its way inside of her pussy. It was hard and dry, and it stretched her open wide within the first couple inches. Sandra's eyes bugged out wide at the feeling of being stretched so wide so fast, and she squirmed in her strange bonds, trying to look behind her and failing.

"SO, THE LITTLE THIEF HAD A FEW COMPANIONS WILLING TO HIDE HER FROM ME." Sandra froze at the booming voice, deep and powerful. "I'M SURPRISED THAT YOU STAYED SO CLOSE TO MY CAVE, DELILA, MUCH LESS THAT YOU WERE ABLE TO GET THE GOBLINS AND THE PRINCESS TO AGREE TO HIDE YOU. YOU MUST HAVE PROMISED THEM MUCH TO GET THEM TO FORGIVE THE CRIME OF THEFT."

"They're not involved!" Delila screeched, glaring at the dragon through watery eyes. "Now let them go! You have who you want, let them go!"

"IF YOU THINK THAT YOUR ACCOMPLICES ARE ALLOWED TO LEAVE BEFORE THEY HAVE LEARNED A LESSON, YOU ARE SADLY MISTAKEN, THIEF," the dragon behind her said. His claw shoved in deeper, and Sandra grunted softly as it felt like she had been kicked in the stomach. A pain she hadn't felt since her first times told her that she had been filled up to the cervix, his claw in deeper than she had taken anything in some time. "AND IF YOU THINK THAT THE PRINCESS WILL HAVE IT ANY EASIER BECAUSE OF HER POSITION, THEN YOU ARE MORE IDIOTIC THAN I BELIEVED POSSIBLE."

Sandra could feel the eyes of the whole group on her as the claw slowly pulled out of her pussy, but the relief of having something so large out of her was fleeting, particularly as she saw the dragon's forelegs press down on each side of her. A wet, slimy shaft pressed against her legs, and the bunny's eyes went wide as she felt it rubbing along her thighs, slowly working its way up higher. The head of the cock alone was as big as her hand, if not bigger still, and despite the slickness she felt along the cock, and the amount of pre that splattered against the backs of her thighs, she was nervous about how much this was going to hurt.

It didn't take the dragon long to reach the entrance of her pussy, and Sandra grunted as she felt the tip press between her stretched lips. They spread again as the dragon started pushing himself forward, his strength overpowering the difference in their sizes as his cock stretched her open again. Her eyes widened, but her throat clamped down, stifling her screams as he popped the head in. Sandra was almost sure that she had felt something rip back there, but no sooner had she thought that than Caulder started pushing in further.

He was big enough that even standing over her like this, his chest above her back, he didn't touch her save for his cock in her pussy, but that was big enough to make her not care. It felt bigger and bigger with each passing second, and he was pushing it in without the slightest care for her well-being. All he seemed to want was to get it into her, as deeply as possible, and she wasn't entirely sure that he cared whether she lived or died from having it inside of her.

Sandra was sure that she could feel it against her stomach in seconds, but it still kept coming in. Her head fell, and she watched the bulge between her legs. It was thicker than her wrist, her forearm, and it was still sliding in. The dragon's juices were dripping out of her, but the sheer size of his cock had numbed her lower body, cutting off the sensation of anything below the waist. That meant...that meant that everything she was feeling was coming from above the waist, that the dragon's cock was pushing in deeper than she had thought.

The bunny writhed back and forth, her body responding in kind despite her own wishes, her own juices leaking from her pussy and coating the dragon's shaft. It made things a little easier as he got in further and further, but not by much, and she could feel some tears sliding down her cheeks as he started to get in far too deep, deeper than any cock should ever get.

Suddenly, he stopped. So full, Sandra didn't realize that Caulder had stopped moving forward for a second, but then she realized that she was starting to feel things again down below. She almost wished that she wasn't, considering how painful her pussy was filled, how far it was stretched; it was like...like it might have been if Zeruko had stuck both of his hands inside of her pussy at once, spreading her out wide by his arms. If she hadn't ripped back there, Sandra would consider it a miracle.

One of the dragon's forepaws lifted off of the ground, and he held it in front of her. It was massive, and he held two fingers in front of her, almost a full foot and a half apart from each other. "THIS IS HOW MUCH OF MY COCK IS STILL OUTSIDE OF YOU," the dragon said in her ears. "YOU ARE EITHER REMARKABLY STRETCHY FOR A LITTLE CUB, OR YOU HAVE BEEN EXPERIENCING A LOT MORE THAN MOST FEMALES YOUR AGE. WHICH ONE IS IT?"

"I...I am..." Sandra gasped around the full feeling, barely able to talk. It was impossible to take something like this, her mind was telling her, but her body was warming up to it, enjoying the feeling of being stuffed so full, despite the pain of it. "I'm a...a slut...lots of...rumors...probably heard of...of me," she managed to gasp out.

"HEH...YOU ARE RIGHT. I HAVE HEARD OF YOU, SANDRA, PRINCESS SLUT OF LORASHON," the dragon muttered. "IT SHOULD BE INTERESTING TO SEE JUST HOW WELL YOU CAN TAKE MY COCK IN BOTH OF YOUR HOLES, AND HOW WELL YOUR CO-CONSPIRATORS CAN TAKE IT."

Before she could say anything to defend the others, the dragon started moving again. The sliding feeling of his cock inside of her was like the movement of an avalanche, rough, powerful, and unstoppable. He pulled back roughly, and she could feel the swell of his cock head inside of her trying to drag her body along with him. Only barely holding on through the invisible bonds that held her, she took it as he pulled back, grunting as her cervix felt like it might come along for the ride.

Then he shoved back in, and it felt like something was trying to push through her stomach, the blunt head of his cock almost slamming through her. A part of her believed that it might have, if Caulder didn't want to fuck a corpse; it was all too true that her life was completely in the dragon's hands.

In, and out, in, and out, his cock pulled and pushed at her roughly. After she got over the sheer power of the thing, and the way that it tugged on her insides, though, Sandra realized that there was more to the dragon's cock than she thought. The sides of the shaft were ribbed, pushing her pussy lips out to the side with each thrust, rippling her hole on its way in, and then doing the same on the way out. It rubbed along her pussy walls, too, and despite herself, Sandra felt a few moans working their way up her throat.

Even the spines she could feel around the head of the cock, almost like feline barbs, provided some pleasure along with their pain. The princess wasn't sure if it was because of her perverted mind telling her she liked it, or because the spines actually caused her some pleasure, but it definitely did. Her pussy was getting wetter and wetter with each thrust despite the pain, and it wasn't all from Caulder's pre.

As more sensation came back to her pussy, though, she groaned as she felt the heat of Caulder's pre inside of her. It was far hotter than the cum that she'd gotten from the other species in Lorashon, and it burned at her pussy and her insides, feeling like it was setting her on fire and not in the pleasant way that being in heat could do.

She cried out after a few minutes, her voice unfrozen and her throat no longer paralyzed with a mix of fear and discomfort. Even Sandra didn't know whether the shouts and cries were from pleasure or pain, her body too filled with both to know the difference between the two. All the bunny knew was that she was crying even as she pushed herself back against Caulder's thrusts, pushing him in to a more painful - pleasurable - depth, getting more sensation, more stimulation from the huge cock inside of her, wincing and moaning at the same time as her body was filled with his fiery pre.

No sounds of surprise came from the dragon; instead, he just sped up his thrusts, ramming into her again and again, filling her up with his cock. She could feel the wind coming off of his balls, but they were too far back to actually slap up against her. A pity, a part of her thought, while another part of her considered it a mercy, one of the only ones that she had at this point. More. Less. More. Less. Her body wanted both and she couldn't decide which she needed to listen to as the dragon took her, fucked her, filled her, ruined her.

The climax came without warning, except for maybe a swelling of his shaft inside of her. It was so huge, though, that Sandra could not have noticed it even if she was in the mental state where she could recognize it. All she knew was that one moment, Caulder was filling her with his cock, and the next moment, he was filling her with his cum.

If the pre had been hot, the cum was like lava, and she shrieked louder than she thought her body was capable of. An orgasm ripped through her at the same time, but she barely noticed it as she was filled with wave after wave - it wasn't ropes, or strings, but waves - of fiery cum, blasting into her body, filling her womb. Eyes down, she could see her stomach getting bigger and bigger with all of the goo being pumped into her, and the sight was strangely fascinating, but not enough to distract her from the feeling of swelling and pressure that went with it.

The growing pressure got worse and worse as the dragon continued to cum, and Sandra actually found herself slowly getting pushed away from the dragon's cock. It was shoving her off of it with the force of the dragon's cum, the ribs on his cock popping out of her pussy one by one, slowly getting out of her body, until - 

"AAAAAAAH!" Sandra shouted as she was blasted off of the dragon's cock, his shaft still panting her ass and the back of her legs with his cum. It burned against her skin, but not to the degree that it had inside of her, some small mercy. It made her whine and whimper, particularly as the cum inside of her pussy started to gush out again, the plug of Caulder's cock no longer able to keep it in. She could feel it actually squirting, shooting back out of her, falling to the stone floor with the juices that she produced with her orgasm.

Slowly, the cum barrage stopped, and Sandra just hung there, shaking and shuddering at the feeling of being pumped so full, being made to take so much cock and cum all at once. Her body shuddered as she took a few ragged breaths, her mind blank from the experience. Did she hurt? She should hurt. She should be broken. Why wasn't her body broken? She...did she like it? She wasn't sure. It was...it was too weird...too big...what...huh...

Her thoughts ran around like dogs after cats, completely lost...until she felt the dragon's cock again. Eyes bugging out as she felt the cock rising past her pussy to her other hole, Sandra tried to wriggle free.

But it was too late. Caulder was ready again, not even a minute after his first orgasm, and he was going to take her ass. The head of his cock pressed against her pucker, and slowly started to shove against her, working against her resistance with greater strength and a massive amount of cum lube.

At first, she was sure that it wasn't going to fit inside of her, but the bunny underestimated the dragon. With Zeruko's eyes on her, and Vecta's and Delila's, she felt the cock slowly press her open. Just a bit, at first, but that gap was all that the massive dragon needed to start getting it further into her. His cock pushed through her again, ramming past any resistance she could summon - not that she bothered to try to bring much to bear, this time - and soon stretching out her insides more than she could ever imagine.

She panted hard as he filled her up, a bit more pain this time, but her brain had retreated to somewhere else, suppressing thought as she was taken by the biggest cock that she had ever seen, ever touched, ever felt inside of her. And her body, perverted as it was, loved it more than her brain did. As a result, it did just what it wanted.

The bunny started slamming herself back against the dragon's cock, shoving it deeper into her ass, filling it up and stretching it out beyond anything she could have imagined she'd do before this day. The smell of musk and fucking and her own juices filled her nose, making her smell just how much her body wanted this, and just how much Caulder was filling her with her juices.

Even through the pain of being taken like this, there was much pleasure to be had. Even the burning cum still leaking from her pussy gave her a form of pleasure, though nothing like what she wanted. Her tongue hung past her lips as she was taken hard and fast, the last of the burning from her ass slowly fading as it slowly got used from being stretched out by the dragon.

His grunts started to speed up, and the small bit of her that was still conscious told her that he was getting close to his orgasm. She grinned slightly, through the giddy-stupid feeling of pleasure that she got from being fucked silly, and clenched her hole, trying to squeeze the dragon's cock, trying to push him towards his orgasm just a little bit faster.

It didn't take him long, and he came in her again. The tighter pressure of her ass soon started pushing her off of his barbed and ridged cock, and something must have happened to her invisible restraints. As she slipped off, she fell to the ground, collapsing with a moan as her back and her hair was covered with the dragon's burning cum. She panted and growled and moaned as she was covered, marked with his seed, but came again anyway, both of her holes clamping down on mid-air as she spasmed along the ground, panting heavily.

Sandra wasn't sure how long she was laying there, but when she was able to look up and around again, she saw that Vecta had taken a turn with the dragon as well. Her rat friend was laying on her side, her body covered with the red-white seed of the dragon, and shaking heavily from being fucked. The bunny winced at the sight of the rat's ass and pussy completely gaping, broken open by the dragon's cock, utterly destroyed. If there was anything in the land that would ever feel like those holes were tight again, the bunny didn't know what the creature was. Vecta was almost unconscious, and she could see lines of tears down the rat's face, showing that Vecta hadn't enjoyed it the way that Sandra had.

Zeruko's shout took her attention away from the rat and brought it back to her goblin friend. Her eyes went wide as she saw Caulder mount the goblin boy from behind, and though she was right across from her friend, she was on the floor now instead of suspended from the ceiling by some unseen means, and she could see the size of the cock that was stretching Zeruko's ass out. The massive shaft was bigger than her arm, and it was covered in ridges. They were bigger than she thought they were, and Sandra was almost afraid to think of what her pussy and her ass must look like at this point. Certainly that cock was going to work horrors on the goblin's ass.

Unlike her, Zeruko was screaming at the top of his lungs, crying and screaming from being taken from behind. Sandra winced in sympathy for him, and tried to reach out for him. It was futile; her feet were still stuck to the ground, and there was too much space between them in the strange trough thing in the ground for her to be able to reach him. Regardless, she couldn't help but strain for him. 

If it helped him at all, it didn't show on his face, as he continued to cry and scream as the dragon took him from behind. The goblin's cock was completely soft from the pain, unable to take pleasure in something taking him from behind, at least not something the size of this dragon. Even Sandra could hardly believe that she had enjoyed it at all, looking at it from this angle. It just seemed impossible to even consider taking that thing...yet she had, and there had been a part of her that enjoyed it.

Sandra hid her smile at the thought, not wanting Zeruko to think that she was smiling at him being fucked by the dragon. There was some part of her that was enjoying this, though; not seeing her friend in pain, but seeing him take a dragon, just like she had. The pervert in her enjoyed this situation for herself, even though her friends were being hurt, even though she would likely die. She couldn't help it. 

Her eyes shifted over to the rat again, seeing that Vecta was getting back to her feet, slowly but surely. A soft sigh of relief slipped from her lips as she saw that her friend was still alright, still able to stand, still alive. "Thank heavens," she muttered under her breath.

"THANK ME, NOT HEAVEN," Caulder said from the other side of the room, grunting softly as he pushed particularly deep in Zeruko's ass on one thrust. Even the goblin's shouts weren't enough to break up the dragon's powerful voice. "I AM THE ONE THAT ALLOWED HER TO LIVE. IF I WANTED, I COULD HAVE PUSHED MY COCK ALL THE WAY THROUGH HER AND KILLED HER. JUST LIKE I COULD DO WITH YOU, PERVERT PRINCESS."

She turned to look at the dragon again, glaring at him. He just ignored her, and her eyes eventually fell from his face, looking at Zeruko's instead. Her heart went out to him as his screams slowly quieted down. He never started moaning the way that she had at the end, but he stopped screaming at least.

His eyes did go wide when the dragon came, though, and she knew that he would be feeling the dragon's hot cum splattering around inside of his ass. For a moment, she thought that maybe she saw his cock get a little hard, unwillingly so, but she must have been mistaken. His belly swelled up, and in seconds he was launched off of Caulder's cock, pushed forward through the air for a few seconds before he was caught by the invisible restraints again. His body strained against it for a little bit before his momentum faltered, and he fell to the ground, just like she had.

The goblin panted softly as Caulder walked around him, following the circle around the group as he made his way over to the owl. Sandra shivered at the thought of what the dragon would do to her, considering that she was the one that he seemed to have wanted. Not the rest of them, just her; the thief, as he kept calling her, though Sandra wondered just what the owl could have stolen that would have gotten the dragon this angry. What could have been worth having this thing angry at you?

The princess couldn't think of anything that would be worth that massive shaft being shoved into something so tiny. Even though it had felt like it was ripping her apart, at least the bunny had been close to human size, and the cock had only been a bit bigger than her forearm. The owl was a lot smaller than her, and Sandra was sure that she saw blood when the dragon's cock shoved its way into the owl again.

It was clear that the owl had already taken the dragon inside of her, the source of the cum Sandra had seen leaking out of her when she'd first woken up. But she had never imagined how much Caulder must have hurt her when they first arrived. 

The dragon didn't thrust into her the way that he had with the bunny or the other two; instead, he grabbed hold of the owl with a forepaw and used her like a toy, just dragging her down along his cock again and again, pushing her down past the safe point - as Sandra saw it - and making one hell of a bulge inside of the owl's body. Sandra cringed as she watched that bulge travel ever further up Delila's body, watching it fill her up even more, and she could see hints of blood running down the dragon's cock.

Even the owl's belly was starting to grow as the dragon's pre started to fill her, getting filled with so much in her tiny system that Sandra could see some of it running out through the owl's beak, leaking down over her face. Delila's head was turned back, so Sandra couldn't see her face or eyes, but she was sure that Delila was in the most pain of all of them. 

Caulder was strange; it seemed that the more that he fucked them, the less time that he could take before he would cum again. The feeling of the dragon's cock in her holes had been painful, but pleasurable, and it felt like he had spent a lot time working on her holes. Yet, in minutes, the dragon was starting to drag the owl up and down on his cock repeatedly, faster, almost jerkily rather than the slow steady movements that he had used with the rest of them. Maybe it was the owl's smaller size pulling him closer to orgasm quicker, maybe it was something else; Sandra was only happy that it was ending quickly for her friend.

Finally, the dragon pulled the owl off of his cock, and his cum splattered all over her face, pre dripping out of her holes as she continued to hang in mid-air, just held there by something.

Caulder looked over them with a smirk on his scaly face, shaking his head. "I HOPE THAT YOU ALL ENJOYED THE FIRST ROUND. I KNOW THAT I DID. NOW, IT'S TIME TO SEE HOW LONG YOUR HOLES CAN STAY STRETCHED OUT. I HOPE FOR YOUR SAKE THAT YOU ALL CAN STAY VERY LOOSE."

Despite the way that she had enjoyed the first round - somewhat - Sandra couldn't help but shiver as something pulled her back up, waiting to be bred again.

It felt like hours as the dragon circled around them, always following the same pattern. Sandra, vaginal and then anal; Vecta, anal and then vaginal; Zeruko, anal; and then finally back to Delila, where he just filled her up to the point where it was hard to tell that she had more than one hole, both of them gaping and at least one of them ripped apart by his fucking her so roughly. Each time he went to her, it was like he was trying to kill her rather than trying to take his pleasure from her.

Not that Sandra or the others had any better of a time under the dragon. Sandra didn't have too much trouble after the first round - her holes were almost eager for the dragon's cock at that point, she was almost embarrassed to say - but he was ripping through Vecta and Zeruko every time he reached them. His balls and his stamina seemed endless, and he seemed to take pleasure out of making them scream for him to stop, almost like his pleasure came from the torture rather than the sex.

Finally, after he had ripped his way through Delila for the sixth time, the dragon pulled back from them, walking a little slower. Sandra braced herself, but instead of approaching her, he walked around them, passing over the center part of the room. He paused over the hole, looking down at it as though considering something, and then shook his head before walking on. 

They watched him as he approached a hole in the wall, apparently leading elsewhere in the cavern. "I WILL BE BACK BEFORE VERY LONG," Caulder said, looking back at them. "I WOULDN'T ADVISE THAT YOU TRY TO ESCAPE. IT WILL NOT END WELL FOR YOU IF YOU DO," he added before walking out of sight.

The four of them were quiet for a moment or two, and then Sandra turned to Delila. The owl was a mess, a cum covered, bleeding mess from taking all that she had, but she hadn't cried once. Sandra had to admit, the owl was tougher than she had thought she was. "Are you..." The princess hesitated, then continued. "Are you going to be okay, if we can get out of here?"

"In that...near impossible...situation?" Delila shook her head. "I'll...I'll be alright. It just..." She groaned softly, and Sandra saw a few red drops slide out from between the owl's legs, hitting the ground. "I just hope...that was the angriest...Caulder is going to get."

She nodded her head a few times, sighing softly as she pulled herself upright. Caulder had never released their feet from the ground, but he had allowed them some freedom with their arms and their mouths, generally to make it a little easier for them to please him. It was not much, but it was better than being bent over right at the waist and forced to take that dragon's cock as far up her ass and her pussy as she could.

A little click caught her attention, and she - and Zeruko, she noticed out of the corner of her eyes - turned to look over towards Vecta.

Their eyes went wide as they saw that the dire rat had managed to get one of the chains on her legs off, and was working on the second. "What are you doing?" Sandra hissed at her friend. "You heard what the dragon said."

"I heard him, alright," Vecta said, fiddling around with one claw in the other chain. "And I know that I'm not going to wait here for him to do something like that again." 

"Why?" Zeruko said. 

"Because you and Delila aren't going to last much longer," the rat said. "Sandra might like what Caulder's doing to her, and I can take it, but you two are going to lose it if we stay here much logner. Caulder's already close to breaking you two, and if I can get some help here, it's worth taking a little risk."

Zeruko looked like he was going to argue a bit more, but Sandra shot him a look, and he stopped talking. The princess knew that her friend was right; just because she could take what the dragon dished out - and enjoyed - she knew that her goblin friend and the owl weren't so used to this sort of thing, or quite so into it as she was. She just wished that she had the same courage that Vecta did to try and get free, even if she was bound more by magic than by something physical.

She was a little surprised that Caulder had not bound Vecta the same way that he had her and Zeruko and Delila. Maybe he had thought that the dire rat wasn't smart or quick enough to get free of the more physical restraints. Well, judging by the way that she was making her way through the lock around her leg, the dragon was wrong.

The three of them waited with breath held for almost a minute until they heard the tell-tale click of the lock coming loose. The instinct to cheer was suppressed as the rat got free of her chains, and then started scurrying off towards one of the other cavern holes. Vecta disappeared from sight in seconds, and Sandra prayed that she would be alright.

"Well...might as well try to be comfortable," the bunny said, sitting down. She folded her arms around her legs, and then sighed as she closed her eyes. She pressed her face against her legs, the tears that she hadn't cried from pain or fear slowly coming to mind. She didn't know how they were going to get out of this, or if they were; she didn't know if Vecta would get caught, or if she would get out and get help. She didn't even know if they would be alive if help got here. 

The only thing that she did know was that they had more pain to look forward to, no matter whether Vecta got free or not. And she knew that it was going to be bad, more for her friends than for her. And when it happened, she couldn't cry, not in front of them.

But for now, she would cry, and later, she would probably cry again. Because even though she was a princess, even though she was the most perverted princess ever, she was still a person, and she still hurt when her friends were hurt.

#

Other than the tears being shed, there was little sound in their cavern over the next couple of hours. Nobody felt like talking, not wanting to mention everything that just happened and not able to find anything else to talk about; nobody could think of any hope, not wanting to mention anything in case Caulder overheard and moved to stop it. 

They tried to just be quiet, but all of them were hurting, all of them were injured. Eventually the tears started flowing. They tried to be quiet, but it was impossible once the water started flowing, and soft whimpers and whines filled the cavern as they finally let out their pain.

They'd cried themselves dry by the time that they heard footsteps again. Turning to the source, their hearts sank.

Caulder was back, and in his forepaw, he carried Vecta with him. The dire rat was bruised along the face, and she lookd at them with helpless sorrow. 

The dragon dropped the rat on the ground, and pinned her on her back with one hand. "I TOLD YOU THAT YOU SHOULD NOT HAVE TRIED TO ESCAPE," he said with a shake of his head. "NOW, YOU'RE GOING TO BE PUNISHED, AND YOU'RE NOT GOING TO ENJOY THIS, YOU LITTLE RAT."

Vecta squirmed under the dragon's claws, but she wasn't able to move more than an inch before the dragon had pushed one of his claws inside of her. It glowed slightly blue for a second before Vecta's mouth open in the highest, harshest shriek that Sandra had ever heard. She winced, covering her ears as it echoed through the cavern, as much as it hurt her to close herself off from her friend's suffering.

The dragon withdrew his claw, still flickering with blue light. "YOU WILL FEEL THE LIGHTNING AGAIN, RAT, AND AGAIN UNTIL YOU UNDERSTAND YOUR MISTAKE."

Lightning...Sandra could only imagine the pain from that, wincing as the claw went in her friend again. It shocked the rat visibly, yanking shrieks of pain from the rat's lips, again and again as the dragon stabbed his claw into her in a rough imitation of fingering. 

Caulder shifted his attack every now and then on her, sometimes stabbing his claw inside of her, and sometimes just pushing it against her outer lips. Occasionally he blasted her clit with the lightning, and the rat thrashed hard under his claw, desperately trying to get her hips away from him, trying to get her groin somewhere that the dragon could not reach, could not get to.

It was fruitless, of course; Sandra could tell that just from watching. The dragon only had to adjust his grip slightly to keep up with the dire rat's squirming, and it was almost pathetic to watch Vecta keep trying to get away from the shocks. Each one came without fail, zapping the rat through fur and flesh. Even Sandra could not think that was pleasurable, and closed her legs in sympathy for the rat as she watched. The smell of burnt flesh was getting stronger with each shock, and the princess whimpered in worry for her friend.

Yet, Vecta surprised her. After another dozen shocks, the rat panted, rather than screamed. The dragon paused, looking down at her, and the rat smirked up at him. "Is that...is that all you got, you overgrown lizard?" the rat asked, panting through her words.

"YOU SHOULD BE SHAKING IN FEAR. NOT SPEAKING BOASTS."

"Then do something to boast about," Vecta said. "I've been zapped with better lightning bolts than that."

"YOU ARE QUITE TOUGH," the dragon admitted. "BUT I THINK THAT YOU HAVE BEEN ELECTRIFIED ENOUGH." He shoved her across the floor over towards the pit, and then started pushing the rest of them, one by one, towards the trough. Sandra groaned as she was shoved across the stone floor, not allowed to get up and move on her own, and looked down into the cracked stone.

It was somewhat spotted with cum, though not by as much as she had thought, all things considered; only a bit of the flaming hot dragon cum that had been shot into their bodies and leaked out had managed to reach the trough. It looked a little like the feeding troughs of the pits and other barnyard animals back in the castle town, Sandra realized after looking at it a bit. The only difference was that it was sunk into the ground rather than raised up in a wooden trough. She suddenly had a bad feeling about this.

They were closer now, the four of them, and Sandra was able to reach out and pat Zeruko on the shoulder on the other side of the trough. He looked up at her, a little bit of worry in his eyes, and she smiled as best she could at him. It couldn't have looked that good - with the cum stains on her face and the way that she was probably as tired and roughed up as he was - but he slowly smiled back at her. They exchanged a nod before looking up at the dragon.

Caulder walked between them all, and his cock pointed almost right at the trough. "AIM ME FOR THE TROUGH, PRINCESS," he said. 

Sandra reached up slowly and grabbed hold of the dragon's cock, slowly moving it so that it was aimed for the hole. Despite all the times that he had cum in them, his cock was surprisingly dry, as though he had cleaned it before going after Vecta and bringing her back. Strange.

As she nodded at the dragon, letting him know his cock was in place, it erupted with piss. The acrid yellow fluid splattered out from the tip, a little bit of the droplets landing on Sandra's fur, and probably getting on the other three to some degree as well. Just the smell of it was amazingly powerful, just like everything else about the dragon; if it was spraying on her, Sandra knew that she would have stunk of dragon piss for the rest of her life, no matter how many showers or baths she might have taken to try and get rid of the smell.

It quickly filled the hole in the ground, the level of yellow water slowly rising higher and higher in the trough. It started out barely an inch deep, but rose rapidly past the one inch mark, the two inch mark, up until it was over half a foot deep, and steaming with the heat of the dragon. Sandra shivered a bit as she was forced to smell it, not just from the trough, but from the dragon's cock as it squirted the urine into the container.

Finally, Caulder stopped pissing, and he stepped back from her grip, pulling his cock free of her hand. "THIS IS YOUR NEW SUSTENANCE," Caulder said, and Sandra could hear a bit of a smirk in his voice. "YOU WILL DRINK THIS, AND IF I FEEL YOU HAVE NOT BEEN TOO TROUBLESOME, MAYBE I WILL FEED YOU SOMETHING TO GO WITH IT."

The four of them looked down at the steaming piss in the trough, and even Sandra felt a little bit of disgust for having to do something like this. A little bit of urine on her, swallowing some of it, that was fine with her. It was something that she had done for a few of the guards, and even one of the goblins had pissed on her a bit during that fun with Andren and the others; that was something that she could take a little pleasure out of it. But this? This was not anything near that. This was...gross.

Surprisingly, it was Vecta that leaned down first and started lapping at the urine that they were given. The rat made a few faces, but lapped at it the way that a dog would lap at water. She looked up after a few drinks, giving them all significant looks.

Sandra followed her example after a moment, and then Zeruko did the same. Delila was the last to join them, though Sandra believed that was because the owl was more injured than the rest of them rather than because she didn't think that she could do it.

The piss was, beyond doubt, the worst thing that she had ever put in her mouth. And considering all the stuff that Sandra had licked from the feet of different travelers and cocks, that was saying something. It was so hot that she was sure that it was burning the inside of her mouth, and she whimpered as she forced herself to swallow it. The bitterness and saltiness of the dragon's piss was horrible, and she felt like she was going to gag on it more than she had ever felt herself gagging on mud or the stuff she had licked off of feet.

The princess forced herself through it, though, making herself drink it down. If this was all that they were going to get, they needed the liquid, no matter how foul it was; they could not afford to let themselves be weakened by lack of water. 

That didn't mean that it was easy for any of them, even Vecta; several times, the dire rat came close to throwing up, and Sandra had to reach out and help her friend swallow with a few rubs down her back. Delila and Zeruko helped her in return when she thought that she was going to spew up her mouthfuls of piss, and she nodded her thanks to them when they did, shuddering as she forced down mouthful after mouthful of the foul liquid.

Through it all, Caulder was watching them. Sandra could feel his eyes staring into her back, could feel him watching them every time that they took another mouthful of his piss. The princess shuddered as she heard him walking around, half expecting to feel his shaft pressing between her legs again, or feel a claw pushing inside of her, filling her and punishing her for something that she hadn't even known that she had done.

Yet, all that the dragon did was circle them, watching them drink his piss. That was bad enough, though; every time he paused, Sandra and the others hesitated before continuing to drink, fearful of provoking him. Their hearts were in their throats until he started moving again, and then they could only relax slightly, knowing that the dragon might actually carry out some sort of punishment next time. It was like Caulder was trying to mess with their minds, make them as fearful as he could for some reason only he knew.

Sandra finally groaned and rolled over on her side, her stomach filled up with the dragon's piss. She couldn't drink another mouthful even if her life depended on it, she felt; it was just too much. Her stomach felt like it would blow if someone so much as poked it with a finger, and she resisted reaching down to rub her stomach for the same reason.

One by one, the others rolled over onto their sides as well, Delila first, followed by her goblin friend. Vecta was the last to quit, going so far as to lean into the trough and drag her tongue over the rough stone, licking up the last of the urine that was stuck to the bottom. The dire rat shuddered at the taste, but turned to look up at the dragon with a challenge in her eyes.

Sandra just shook her head at the way that Vecta was acting. It was so different compared to the way that she was back at the castle. Yes, the rat was tough, but she had never thought that the dire rat would be the one that would have this much courage, to keep challenging the dragon. The look that she gave Caulder was nothing less than that, a challenge. It asked the dragon if this was all that he had, and then asked him to try something harder. 

If they were in a different situation, when the look wasn't something that might get them all killed, Sandra might have appreciated it more, she thought to herself.

The dragon shook his head at them, and he opened his mouth. 

The princess never knew what he was about to say. Maybe he wouldn't have said anything; maybe he was about to bite the rat, or do something that would have put her out of her 'misery'. Maybe he would have made them do something more terrible. The thing was, they would never know.

Because right at that moment, other shouts echoed through the cavern. As one, the dragon and the four captives turned to see a huge force of hares and goblins rushing into the cavern, wielding swords, spears, and other weapons. The armored hares were in the front, and the goblins rushed around to the sides, forming a wall of steel and stone around Caulder that even the dragon would have a hard time getting away from.

Sandra recognized Andren in the goblins, and she knew a few of the hares by their faces. A small sigh of relief slipped from her lips at the sight of them, even if she did look as bad as she did. They were saved.

Caulder looked over them, his head sweeping from side to side before he slowly stepped back a few paces. He looked down at the princess, and she looked up at him. "YOU HAVE MORE FRIENDS THAN I THOUGHT."

"Comes from doing what I do," Sandra said with a shrug.

"YES...I SUPPOSE A SLUT LIKE YOU IS A VALUED COMMODITY," the dragon said as the soldiers closed in. Some grabbed the four of them, pulling them out of the cave to where they could be taken care of, while the others moved in to keep the dragon back.

#

It took weeks to settle everything with the goblins, Caulder, Delila, and the kingdom in general, but eventually everything was put to rights to everyone's satisfaction.

Delila was allowed to leave, with the apologies of the Kingdom that she had to suffer something that was a far greater punishment than her crime warranted. She decided to stay around the castle, though, and she still remained in the coops long after she was told that she could leave, healing and getting a little friendly with one of the other talking birds that called the castle home.

Caulder, for his part in kidnapping four people, three of which were not guilty of anything, was called upon to give up half of his horde of treasure in recompense to the kingdom, and it was distributed among those that were injured or hurt, used to fund their healing and give them something that, while it didn't wipe away their pain, did give them something to start their lives over. The dragon wasn't happy about it, but he lived with it, knowing that the Kingdom's soldiers and the goblin tribe could have killed him, but hadn't.

Besides, even the dragon had gotten something out of that. Vecta, to the surprise of everyone, had decided to leave the castle sewers and join up with the dragon. According to her - in a private conversation with Sandra - she had been looking for the proper challenge in a partner for a long time, and the big blue dragon was the biggest one that she could think of. The princess hoped that the rat would be able to keep Caulder in check, but only time would tell.

The goblins, with their share of the dragon's treasure, were able to expand their village, and increase the trade that they could do with the other villages and settlements in the area. It wasn't long before the village became a major crossroads, and most of those that lived there were quite prosperous, though they kept to the lifestyle that they were accustomed to, remaining in their loincloths and barefoot states, just because it was what was most comfortable to them.

And Sandra...

Well, Sandra continued to be the slutty bunny that she had always been, though now she had Andren and Zeruko with her more often than not. They were both called upon to use her at the same time, as the physical results from her 'rape' from Caulder never fully healed. Her holes were stretched out wide, and no matter the size of her partners, she needed two at a time to get any satisfaction. Not that anyone ever complained.

After all, how often did a person get a chance to bang a princess?