YArpg- Prevent the goblin from donning the helmet
From Create Your Own Story
With your hands bound and your sword confiscated, your only weapon is your words. You cry out in warning.
"You are surely mistaken!" you cry. "That helmet was my father's. I claimed ownership when it was passed down to me."
The goblin tilts its head. "Is that so? I'm on the verge of firing someone, then. Thank you for telling me." You know you definitely don't have ownership, and you doubt your father has ever worn it as he constantly fusses over it. He hardly even touched it for fear of it breaking.
"Anyway, that isn't important. Let's continue with the test." They promptly pull your pants down, freeing your manhood. "Bring her in!"
A door opens and a thug-like goblin tugs a chained woman in. Like all slaves here, she lacks clothing. She looks approximately eighteen, is human as far as you can tell, and has an extremely attractive body. She is white but not pale in complexion, with long brown hair which is unusually free of dirt. Her body is similarly clean and beautiful, her breasts being quite large but just small enough to retain a good shape and appear in proportion. She looks uncomfortable but not scared or apprehensive, characteristic of someone who is familiar with such a situation.
"You know the routine," the goblin commands. "Hesitate and we put you on the Pumper for an hour." You don't ever want to find out what the Pumper is.
They begin to search through a variety of dangerous-looking tools. Nervous about this "test", you focus on the slave before you.
"I'm sorry about this," she mumbles as she kneels and begins to pleasure you.
You're not sure what there is to be sorry about. She quickly brings your member to full size, running her hands up your shaft and kissing the tip. She's clearly very experienced. Her methods intensify, and she begins to suck your whole penis. She doesn't even gag when you start hitting the back of her throat. You feel your limit reaching.
"Aha!" The goblin spins around, clutching a simple ruler. "That's enough. You've one more client for the day, then you may wash."
The woman withdraws before you can finish. Now you know why she apologised. There are few greater forms of torture in this world.
The goblin's intention becomes clear as he measures your trembling penis. "Excellent! You shall be an entertainment slave, level four. I'll show you to your new home."
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