The Tale of Vagrat: Part 5 – The Goblin’s Mount

Nabeora and her family lived in the Great Forest. As elves went, they were simple folk. Her father was a woodcutter. Her mother raised Nabeora, along with Nabeora’s two sisters and brother. Nabeora dreamed of one day moving from the forest to one of the sprawling eleven cities for a more exciting life. But then the goblins came and her dreams for her future were shattered.

Nabeora was sound asleep in her bed when she woke suddenly to the sound of screaming. It was her sister, and was coming from her bedroom next to Nabeora’s. Nabeora’s eyes shot open as a half dozen hands with sharp claws grabbed her. As Nabeora regained her senses, she realized that strange, smallish green creatures had invaded her room. Goblins! Nabeora began screaming, joining her sister, as the goblins pinned her to her bed. “Get her clothes off,” one of the goblins commanded. He was smaller than the other goblins, but seemed to be the one in charge from the way be commanded the others. As two goblins held her down, another stepped forward and ripped off her nightgown, leaving it in shreds on the floor. Then another tore off her underwear and tossed them aside.

“Alright, she is all yours to fuck, Krochak” one of the goblins said to the smaller goblin. Krochak grinned and eagerly climbed onto the bed and on top of Nabeora as two other goblins pried her thighs open. Nabeora cried out in protest and began straggling as hard as she could. She tried desperately to clamp her thighs shut but the goblins held them rightly and soon Krochak had settled down between her parted legs. Nabeora went into a full panic when she felt the goblin’s cock begin to rub against her slit. “No! Get off or me! Stop this!” she cried. Krochak ignored her protests and began to push his cock into her pussy. He grunted as he got an inch of his cock inside. It had taken some effort on his part. Her cunt was completely dry and quite tight, and she was a virgin. But Krochak planned to fix that. He shoved forward as hard as he could into the young elf, taking her virginity and impaling her on his cock as the other goblins cheered. Her eyes widening in shock, Nabeora let out a loud yelp of pain and then began crying as it sunk in what was happening to her. Krochak pulled out before slamming back into her hard. He started thrusting in and out, fucking Nabeora as hard as he could. He drove his cock in and out of her for several minutes, enjoying the feel of her tight, warm cunt. Her pussy quickly started to lubricate, making it feel even better for Krochak as he thrust in and out of her. It was not long before Krochak felt an orgasm approaching. He increased his speed, fucking her harder and faster, and then grunting in pleasure as he came inside Nabeora’s battered cunt.

As Krochak pulled his cock out of Nabeora, she noticed for the first time the sharp cries sounding from other areas of the house. She realized her sisters and mother were likely getting the same treatment that she was. Nabeora did not hear her father or brother and wondered what had happened to them. But then her thoughts were back on her own plight as the next goblin climbed on top of her and between her splayed thighs. “Please don’t!” she sobbed, which turned into a sharp cry when the goblin drove his cock into her tender pussy and began fucking her. The goblin started off slowly but quickly picked up his pace. Nabeora bucked and thrashed around, desperate to pull away from the goblin violating her body, but she was helplessly pinned down. The goblin continued his assault until he groaned and spurted his cum into her womb.

As soon as the second goblin pulled away from Nabeora, a third goblin took his 

place. "No! Please no!” Nabeora wailed as the goblin quickly shoved his cock into her. The goblin began fucking her with long, hard strokes, causing Nabeora to cry out with each thrust. When that goblin came and climbed off her, he was replaced by yet another. The goblin rammed his cock inside her and Nabeora lay limp on the bed, defeated and whimpering as he ravaged her sore pussy. After he dumped his cum in her, yet another step forward. “Flip her over, I want to fuck her from behind,” he announced. Two goblins flipped Nabeora over and got her in position, with her ass up in the air. The goblin grabbed her hips and drove his cock into her pussy. He began thrusting violently, causing Nabeora to emit small pained yelps. The goblin only lasted a few minutes before he dumped his cum inside her.

Watching Nabeora being ravaged got Krochak aroused again. He moved in front the elf and pressed his cock to her lips. “Suck!” he commanded. Nabeora was helpless against the vile goblins ravaging her, but she was determined not to willingly submit to this treatment. She pressed her lips together and turned her head away. Krochak angrily grabbed her hair and forced her head back to his crotch. “I said suck!” he snapped angrily. Nabeora kept her mouth tightly shut, refusing to comply. Krochak grew impatient. “Open your mouth and suck my cock or I will kill your sisters!” he snarled. Nabeora started to cry again. The threat to her sisters took the fight from her and she slowly opened her mouth. As soon as she did, Krochak shoved his cock into her mouth and began thrusting relentlessly, forcing his cock all the way in her mouth and into her throat, causing her to gag.

Another goblin then took position behind her. As he began to force his cock into her pussy, Nabeora had no idea if this was a new goblin or a repeat of one that had already fucked her. But it did not matter. She now had a goblin cock in her mouth and another in her pussy, and both goblins began thrusting away. Nabeora whimpered as they fucked her, her noises muffled by Krochak’s cock in her mouth. The goblin behind her came first, unleashing yet another load of goblin seed in her cunt. Another goblin quickly stepped in and started fucking her pussy. Nabeora let out another muffled wail. Krochak continued pumping his cock into Nabeora’s mouth. He grunted as he shoved his cock down her throat as far as it would go and began to spurt his load, forcing the elf to swallow his cum. As soon as Krochak pulled away, another goblin stepped up. “No, please no more…” Nabeora’s pleas were cut short as a new goblin rammed his cock down her throat. Goblin after goblin fucked Nabeora’s pussy and mouth. 

After watching her ravaged for another hour, Krochak was ready for yet another go. “Hold her down tightly, she isn’t gonna like this,” he commanded, as he moved behind her.

“Please no! I am so sore down there, I can’t take anymore,” Nabeora whimpered. But Krochak was not going for her cunt. He began to push his cock between her ass cheeks, pressing it against her anus. He shoved forward, managing to bury a couple inches of his cock into her tight ass. Nabeora let out a pained shriek. Krochak pushed forward more, until his cock was fully buried in her ass.

This hurt much more than the ravaging of her pussy. Nabeora threw her head back and wailed as the goblin began slowly pumping his cock in and out of her ass. After a few thrusts, he quickened his pace. Nabeora sobbed as the goblin came inside her ass. She prayed these awful goblins were done with her. But they were not. As soon as Krochak pulled out of her battered ass, he was replaced by a new goblin. He was able to get his cock into the elf’s now gaping ass much more easily than Krochak had. He started fucking her violently until he blew his load in her ass. The next goblin then stepped up to fuck her ass, while yet another decided to fuck her mouth. Yet again, Nabeora was being fucked by goblin cocks in two holes at once, and she cried and whimpered with each thrust into her. 

For another hour or so, goblins used her ass, cunt, and mouth. But finally, they were ready to depart. Nabeora was dragged outside. There, she found her sisters and mother, chained in a slave coffle. They were crying and Nabeora could see their swollen, gaping holes, with cum oozing out of them and down their thighs. It confirmed that they had received the same treatment as her. Nabeora assumed she was going to be added to the coffle with her mother and sisters. But then Krochak spoke up. “Take those slaves back to our camp. I am going to keep this one and play around with her a little before I take her back to the camp. I think she will make a nice pony-elf.”

One of the other goblins have Krochak a hesitant look. “Your father said we should not delay after we captured any elves. He wanted us back at the camp right away.”

“And you will bring these other three elves there back to the camp right away. But I am going to play with this one a little before I return. Now go.” Krochak replied. The other goblin reluctantly nodded and he called for the goblins to head out. One cracked a whip at the sobbing coffle of elves to get them moving. Nabeora watched as her sisters and mother were led away. Krochak started to drag Nabeora away from her home, in the opposite direction from her mother and sisters. She looked back at the house, wondering where her father and brother were, and dreading the answer.

“Come slave. Let’s get your tack on so you will be a proper pony-elf,” Krochak said. Nabeora had no idea what ‘tack’ or a ‘pony-elf’ was. But being called a slave made her dread whatever was in store for her. Krochak took Nabeora into the forest a few yards. They stopped at an area where the underbrush had been trampled down. It was where the goblins had waited for night to fall so they could raid the elves’ home. In the middle of the cleared area was a burlap sack, which Krochak had left when they attacked the elves’ home. Krochak eagerly opened it. He had been waiting to capture an elf maiden for this very moment. The first item Krochak withdrew from the sack was an iron collar, which Krochak locked around Nabeora’s throat. Next were six iron cuffs, which Krochak locked around Nabeora’s wrists, ankles, and her arms, above her elbows. The cuffs had rings that chains could be attached, and Krochak placed a chain between the ankle cuffs to hobble Nabeora, and her wrists were chained behind her back. The arm cuffs were left unchained for the moment.

Next, Krochak removed a head harness from the sack. The harness consisted of a series of leather straps and buckles that were designed to fit around the wearer’s head and hold a wooden bit gag in the wearer’s mouth. Krochak shoved the gag into Nabeora’s mouth and then pulled the straps over her forehead, under her chin and around her cheeks. They were tightened and buckled around the back of her head so that the gag was jammed tightly into her mouth. Nabeora tried to protest but could make only muffled, indecipherable noises with the gag in her mouth. “This is your bridle, slave.” Krochak explained. He then pulled out the next item, this one a larger set of leather straps and buckles. It was a body harness, a series of lether straps designed to be secured tightly and buckled around the wearer’s torso. First, a single strap was wrapped around Nabeora’s throat just above her collar and buckled. Attached on both the front and back of the neck strap were metal rings, with more leather straps affixed to each ring. Three straps in the front ran down between and on either side of her breasts. More straps ran down her back and all were affixed to a horizontal strap that encircled her belly. Krochak pulled the straps tight and buckled them. It was designed to accentuate rather than conceal her features, and her breasts jutted out between the tight straps that encircled them. She wiggled around, clearly uncomfortable, but Krochak knew she would eventually grow more accustomed to her harnesses. She had no choice. The next item removed from the sack was a large leather saddle. It was designed to fit over a girl’s back and Krochak secured it to Nabeora’s back with straps that wrapped around her belly and were buckled tightly. Krochak decided to test it out. He unchained Nabeora's wrists, pushed her onto all fours, and climbed onto her back, sitting on the saddle. He smiled and laughed. It was perfect. Nabeora would make the perfect pony-elf to ride around the forest.

But Krochak was done adding tack and accessories to his slave. Now it was time to pierce her. He re-cuffed Nabeora, flipped her over and onto her back and then straddled her waist. He withdrew a small pouch from the sack and opened that. Inside was a tick needle and several small gold rings. “Hold still or I will accidentally damage you and lower your value,” Krochak warned as he leaned forward, needle in hand. Eying the needle, Nabeora squealed in fear through her gag. But with her wrists cuffed behind her back and pinned down as she was, she was helpless to resist. Krochak held her nose with one hand and with his other he placed the needle on one side of her septum and then pushed it through. Nabeora squealed in pain through her gag. Krochak removed the needle and quickly pushed one of the gold rings through the hole he had made in her septum.

There were two more piercings to go. Krochak roughly grabbed Nabeora’s left breast and pinched the nipple between his forefinger and thumb until it grew stiff. Then, without hesitation, he drove the needle the whole way through the nipple, causing Nabeora to shriek again through her gag and begin bucking. Without a word, Krochak withdrew the needle from her left nipple and pushed one of the gold rings through the hole left behind. Then it was time for the right nipple. He proceeded to pierce that one with the needle, causing more squeals and pained thrashes from the young elf. He repeated he process, withdrawing the needle and placing the last gold ring through the hole. Nabeora now had pierced nipples and a nose. Krochak looked the elf up and down, admiring his work.

Krochak still had one more accessory to add. He reached into the bag and pulled it out. It was a large butt plug, and the tip had a long plume of silky brown hair, made from a human slave’s hair. His pony-elf would have a beautiful tail. Krochak grabbed Nabeora and flipped her over onto her belly. He unchained her wrists again so that they were free and pulled her up onto all fours. He pressed the plug to her lips. “Lick and suck this. Trust me slave, you will want it wet and slippery,” Krochak commanded. When Nabeora hesitated, Krochak slapped her across the face, and she reluctantly leaned in and began to suck and lick the plug. After it was glistening with her saliva, Krochak moved behind her. With one hand, he parted her ass cheeks and using the other he pushed the plug against her anus. Feeling the plug at her asshole, Nabeora moaned through her gag and shook her head. Her ass was so sore from her ravaging, and she did not want this large plug jammed in it. She started to squirm and buck but Krochak slapped her ass hard and wrapped an arm around her hips to hold her still. He began to push the plug. Nabeora squeezed down hard with her sphincter muscles, trying desperately to keep the plug from invading her asshole. But Krochak did not relent. He wiggled and pushed the plug until it began to work its way into her ass. Nabeora had lots of goblin cum in her ass, which helped lubricate it and soon the plug was buried fully in her rectum.

Krochak reached in to pull the final item from the sack. A riding crop. He climbed onto Nabeora’s saddle. “Now slave, you are my pony-elf. You will crawl around on your hands and knees and carry me.” He reached back and brought the riding crop down hard on Nabeora’s ass. She let out a squeal. “Move!” Krochak commanded.

Squealing from the sting of the riding crop across her ass cheeks, Nabeora began crawling. It was so degrading to crawl around like an animal with this goblin on her back, but she knew she had no choice in the matter. “Come on little pony-elf, pick up the pace!” Krochak commanded sternly, and he again brought his riding crop down hard on Nabeora’s ass. The young elf maiden squealed through the bit gag shoved in her mouth as the hard leather stung her ass. She quickened her pace as she crawled on her hands through the forest and back onto the forest trail, ignoring the rocks that dug into her palms and knees. 

Nabeora was forced to crawl for hours. She was in abject misery, panting for breath and bathed in sweat. Her whole body was sore. Her nipples and nose stung where they had been pierced. Her ass stung from the frequent hard smacks from the leather riding crop. Her knees and palms of her hands were scraped and cut from crawling and from the short rocks and sticks that littered the forest trail. Her pussy was swollen and sore from her hard ravaging and her ass was sore from both the ravaging as well as the large plug invading it. The humiliation was worse than the pain. She had been reduced from being a proud elf to a “pony.” An animal. A literal beast of burden who was carrying around her goblin master. Bathed in sweat from her exertions, flies had started to swarm at her, biting at her sticky flesh. She truly felt like an animal. 

As exhausted and sore as Nabeora was, she could not believe that she had managed to keep crawling for so long. But every time she slowed, she received a hard swat to her ass from the riding crop. Or if she was unluckier, it would strike her tender pussy. Fear of the riding crop kept her crawling at a fast pace. But now she felt like she was about to collapse. Soon, not even hard slaps from the crop could urge her to move faster. Krochak sensed this and finally let her take a break.

“Alright; slave, you need a break and I want a fuck. Present your cunt.” Krochak commanded. Nabeora moaned through her gag. She was still quite sore from the ravaging she had received the night before. Krochak climbed off the saddle. “When I command for you to present your cunt, you will spread your thighs, raise up your ass and lower your back with your face pressed into the ground,” he instructed. Crying softly, Nabeora got into the position.

Krochak positioned behind her. He kicked at her ankles. “Spread your thighs wider.” Nabeora complied, and Krochak knelt behind her. He reached down and pulled her tail up and let it fall to side off her body, so that it was not obstructing her cunt. He reached down again feeling her cunt and sensing how wet it was. “Ah my little pony-elf, I can see how wet your cunt is and how much you already crave goblin cock,” he commented. Without giving her a chance to respond, he rammed his cock deep inside her cunt.

Over and over, he pulled back and drove his cock deep inside her before he picked up his pace and began pumping in and out of her. At first it was quite painful for Nabeora, but then her cunt began to warm and the pain began to ease. In spite of the revulsion she felt in her mind, she shamefully realized that it started to feel good. Soon, a wave of heated pleasure washed over her and he let out an involuntary moan through her gag. Krochak grunted as he thrust away and then he groaned as his cock exploded, sending torrents of his cum deep inside her. When the waves of pleasure subsided, he pulled out of Nabeora and circled around to her front. He loosened the gag. “Clean off my cock, slave,” he commanded. 

“Yes, Master,” Nabeora commanded and she licked and sucked his cock clean. Krochak took Nabeora’s hair and led her off the road into the forest, until they found a stream. He let her drink, and then gave her a bowl of slave gruel. Nabeora was not allowed to use her hands and so she pushed her face into the bowl and slurped up the gruel. It was further reinforcement for the young elf that she was an animal now. After Nabeora had eaten, she was re-gagged. Krochak chained her wrists behind her back and took another chain which he wrapped around the trunk of a tree and locked to her collar to secure her. “Sleep, little pony-elf. We have another long journey tomorrow,” he commanded. Nabeora was exhausted that she quickly fell asleep.

The next morning, Nabeora awoke to angry voices. Krochak was arguing with two other goblins who must have come across them while Nabeora slept. “You aren’t my boss, Sluggut and Muckcheek,” Krochak snapped angrily at the two other goblins. 

“But your father is,” Sluggut replied. “He is our boss too. And he commanded that we bring you back to the camp.”

“Fine,” Krochak muttered. He walked over to unchain Nabeora. “But before we go, let’s at least share this slave. She could use another fucking.” Sluggut and Muckcheek glanced at each other and shrugged. They were eager to fuck the elf.

“OK but let’s be quick about it,” Muckcheek replied.

Krochak looked down at Nabeora. “Present your ass slave. That is just like presenting your cunt, except you will reach back and spread your ass cheeks.” Her cheeks reddening with shame, Nabeora out on he knees with her face pressed into the ground and her ass jutting up in the air. She parted her thighs wide and then reached back with her hands to part her ass cheeks. Krochak knelt behind her and pulled out her butt plug tail, which caused her to grunt. Her ass was gaping from having the plug in it for so long, making it perfect for an ass fucking. Krochak grabbed the elf’s hips and drove his cock into her ass. He started pumping away until he unloaded his seed into her ass. Muckcheek was next to mount the slave, and he fucked her pussy. Sluggut was last and chose to fuck her ass. After all three goblins had fucked her, Nabeora was ungagged so she could use her mouth to clean off their cocks. She was allowed to drink from the stream again and then she was re-gagged and they were off. Krochak climbed on the saddle and started smacking Nabeora’s ass hard with his riding crop, causing her to squeal. “Hurry, my fine little pony-elf. My father wishes to see me,” he commanded.

Sluggut and Muckcheek rolled their eyes. They knew it would take much longer to make it back to camp if this slave had to crawl with Krochak on her back. But they did not wish to fight more with Krochak, so they followed alongside as Krochak used the riding crop to encourage the young elf to move it along. Nabeora crawled as fast as she could.

They walked for hours, until Nabeora was exhausted and bathed in sweat. This brought the flies again. She felt like an actual pony at that moment. The goblins let her have a small break from walking. But they would make use of her. Nabeora was ungagged and Krochak thrust his cock into her mouth. He told her he was going to teach her to suck cock better. Using the crop, he struck her back or ass every time she gagged or he felt her teeth, or whenever he thought she was not putting in a full effort. Nabeora quickly learned to control her gagging reaction. She learned how to open her throat, and to run her tongue up and down the shaft of his cock. After Krochak dumped his cum down her throat, Sluggut and Muckcheek each took a turn. And then Nabeora was re-gagged. Krochak once again climbed onto Nabeora’s back and brought the riding crop down hard on her ass cheeks to motivate her to get moving.  

When they finally reached the camp, Vagrat met them. He was in a foul mood and started berating Krochak for delaying his return and fooling around with this slave rather than taking her directly to the portal.

“Aw, what is the big deal, father? So, I took an extra day to have some fun,” Krochak replied, after Vagrat finished his rant.

“We aren’t here to have fun. We have a mission. And while you were out taking your good old time with this slave, someone could have spotted you!” Vagrat snapped.

“Oh, there is no one out in these forests. Hell, this slave and her family were the only ones we spotted the whole time!” Krochak grumbled.

“That is not the point!” Vagrat snapped. “Now leave my sight.” He turned to Sluggut and Muckcheek. “Take that stupid gear off that slave. She is a slave, not a horse. Then take her through the portal.  Then hurry back.  It seems the forest has largely been abandoned by the elves.  But we have learned of an elven village that borders the northern edge of the forest.  It is called Olfe Serine.  We should be able to grab a few elves there to bring back to enslave and interrogate.”

Sluggut and Muckcheek removed the harnesses, saddle, and cuffs. Even the collar and piercings. She would receive a new collar in Aegor. They then dragged her off to take her to the portal. 

After Nabeora was led through the portal, she stared in horror as goblins and even orcs cheered, eager to see new slave flesh. Orcs were even more of a nightmare for the young elf than goblins had been. 

An orc took Nabeora. He wasted no time. She was quickly collared and branded. Then he took her to the fuck pit. Nabeora looked down in horror. There were a few dozen slaves in the pit, most of them elves. All of them were being brutally fucked by one or more orcs. One elf caught her eye. It was her sister! Then to her horror she realized the two elves next to her were her mother and other sister. Nabeora was tossed into the pit. She was immediately swarmed by orcs and she received her brutal introduction to life as a fuck pit slave. As Orc after orc pounded her cunt, mouth, and ass, Nabeora realized that being a pony-elf would not have been nearly a horrible fate as this. But slaves did not get to choose their fates.

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Krochak waited for his father to depart with his raiding party and then he stormed out of the camp. He was angry at being dressed down by his father and determined to find another elf maiden to turn into a pony-elf. This time he would wander further away from the camp where his father and his minions could not track him. In a foul mood and storming down the forest trail, Krochak did not hear the attacker come up from behind him. Shanaera struck him hard on the back of the head with the hilt of her sword and he crumpled to the ground unconscious. She dragged him off the road to bind and gag him.

Shanaera had followed Sluggut and Muckcheek until they found Krochak. When she saw the vile things they had done to the young elf, she had wanted to charge in and try to rescue her. But even if she could have taken 3 goblins at once, she knew that she had to find outwhere in the vast forest they were taking captives. Killing these three goblins would mean that the rest of the captives that had been taken might not ever be found. Including Miriella. And that assumed Shanaera could even take all three goblins by herself. She knew that it was more likely she would be defeated and end up just like that poor elf maiden that it was in their clutches. With no one to warn the elves about the goblin threat. So Shanaera reluctantly chose not to try to rescue the poor elf, and continued following the goblins in secret until they led her to their camp. And then the portal. When she saw the magical blue portal, it was clear where these goblins had come from and what was happening to the missing elves. And what had happened to Miriella. Now, Shanaera was going to race back to civilization and alert the elven kingdoms of the threat in the forest. But she wanted proof. And someone for the elves to interrogate to learn more. And this captured goblin would serve both purposes.

(End of Part 5, to be continued...)

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