Choose Your Own Adventure E65

You are finally starting to fully accept that you will forever be a slave to goblins. But your brief interactions with orcs has taught you that they are much more brutal with slave girls. The thought of ending up as orc chattel is terrifying. So, you stand up and run in the direction of your goblin Masters' camp. The orc roars in anger and gives chase. But you know this forest well and in the dim light you manage to lose him. You hurry back in the direction of the goblin camp.

Before you make it back to the camp you see a small fire in a small clearing and as you investigate, you find that a handful of goblins from your camp have set up a campfire. They have with them a few bound and crying women, and you can see the women are not branded or collared. They must be new captives and you figure the goblins are planning to fuck their new captives out here before they bring them back to the fill camp and have to share them with all their goblin brethren.

You hurry over to them. "Masters, I saw an orc out there and he tried to snatch me!" you tell them in an alarmed tone.

But the goblins couldn't care less. "So? What do we care if you get fucked by an orc?" one of them says dismissively as he fondles the breasts of one of the sobbing captive women and starts to climb on top of her. The other goblins are also preoccupied with molesting and fucking their new captives and they all ignore you.

But then you hear the rustling of leaves and the snap of twigs behind you, and you turn as not one, but three orcs approach the campfire. This draws the attention of the goblins and they finally stop playing with their captives.

"Are you goblins of Fatmaw's band?" one of the orcs ask in a gruff voice. You recognize the name immediately. Fatmaw was one of the oldest goblins in the camp and the camp's leader.

"Yeah, what's it to you?" one of the goblins responds.

The orcs draw their weapons. "Fatmaw is a fucking thief!" one of the orcs growls angrily.

The goblins now draw their own weapons. One of the goblins steps forward. "Says who?" he growls.

"Says me!" replies the orc angrily. "We are of the Bonebreaker Clan and many years ago, Fatmaw worked for our clan. Until he decided to run off with some of our slaves. We never heard from him again until we heard rumors he had moved to these lands and built an encampment here. Now we have come to collect the debt he owes us."

Another orc steps forward and you recognize him as the one who confronted you in the forest. "Starting with those cunts there," he says pointing to the new captives. "They belong to us now. And that cunt there who ran off from me." He points to you. "Slut get over here, you are Bonebreaker Clan chattel now," he orders you.

"The fuck she is!" one of the goblins growls. "None of these cunts belong to you! These cunts belong to us!" He turns to you. "Slut, get behind me now," he orders you.

"That slut is coming with us. All of them are," the orc growls. "We aren't giving you a choice in the matter. The cunts don't get a choice and neither do you thieving goblins."

"Call us thieves again and we will slit your throats!" one of the goblins snaps.

You can feel the tension about to boil over. And there are five goblins here at the campsite and you know five goblins stand little chance against three orcs. You have been commanded by one of your goblin Masters to move behind him. But you know if you obey them and a fight breaks out, your Masters will be killed and you will end up as orc chattel.

What do you do?

A) You have been commanded by a goblin Master to get behind him. You have no choice in the matter.

B) Perhaps you can try to ease the tension and save everyone...