<div class="floatright">(https://ist5-2.filesor.com/pimpandhost.com/5/3/2/5/53250/7/c/v/Z/7cvZu/1438309839461.gif)</div>Asherah MacDuncan (https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=1832069)<br/><strong>Location</strong>: Bigtree Beach Cave (Secret Tunnel) Up some stairs<br/><strong>Tagged</strong>:  Shaman Eek,  Drow female slave, Lagoon tribe (Goblins), / Rurik<br/><strong>HP</strong>: 10/1<strong>AC</strong>: 12<br/><strong>Active Effects</strong>:<div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">CON save 4</div><div class="spoiler_body">At 2019-03-14 13:15:48, Asherah (uid: 714) rolls: 1d20a2 Result: 4 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=132321)<br/>Sex Obsessed<br/></div></div><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">CHR Save 21</div><div class="spoiler_body">At 2019-03-14 13:23:40, Asherah (uid: 714) rolls: 1d20a1 Result: 21 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=132322)</div></div><hr/>Pulled up the stairs into a larger cavern.   A goblin chief awaited her.   The sickening cum oozing from her anus and pussy.   Her gait encumbered with soreness with each step, forcing her to walk bowlegged.  With the apparent leader is a drow female, dressed in naught but a loincloth with a collar that is a choker.   It is made of a slimy substance.   The leader is dressed with a feather headdress and has a staff, which he slams to the ground a few times and speaks in the guttural language of goblins.<br/><br/>The female drow translates.  Asherah now belong to the lagoon tribe, their property.   That she is going to breed,  as the shaman has recognized her as a druidess.   Speaking of which, she for the briefest of instance would consider trying to call forth healing upon Rurik.  It is quickly shrugged out of mind.   She would be dead even if she healed him.  She is not ready to die.  Certain she could not take anymore wounding damage.<br/><br/>The thought that she held for that briefest of moments, causes her to miss the instruction of the female drow.  As she is suddenly tugged by her bound wrists and pushed at the back of her knees.   Causing her to unceremoniously fall to her hands and knees on her fours.   The shaman proves to be quick, as he slaps the collar like the drow is wearing around her neck.  The sickenly slimy collar would bind around her neck twice and pull it's self tight upon her neck.<br/><br/>As this preoccupies her thoughts.  The shaman would mount her from behind.   He is much larger then the others in length and girth of cock.  She is tight from the abusive use prior,  yet the cum that drips out of her acts as lubricant and eases the way into her depths.<br/><br/>Something happens as the shaman begins rutting in her.   He is not quick to release as the other goblins who have used her did.   So by the time she had expected him to ejaculate and finish.   She herself is writhing and blatantly pushing back into his thrust.  The level of arousal coursing through her growing,  her cunt now dripping with her own wetness along with the prior semen deposited.  It reached a pinnacle that drove her over the edge.    As the collar glows now eerily around her neck.  The pulsating jet of his thick ropes of semen bathing her in a warmth through out her very core on the inside.   She let out a soft cry as she herself is pushed into a mind shattering orgasm.<br/><br/>It thou does not clench the sudden burning need that now holds her like a obsession the need to find release.   As the intense pressure builds instantly in her need to find and claim release.    Causing her to wantonly push back against the shaman wanting more of his cock. Grinding on his cock in a very adulterous display.