<strong>Location</strong>: Dark Tunnel<br/><strong>Exits</strong>:  Secret Tunnel (South), Dark Tunnel (North), Dark Tunnel (East), Dark Ascent (Up)<br/><strong>Tagged</strong>(<em>in Marching Order</em>):  Talla, Morgan, Leanna, Amilia<br/><hr/><br/>Amilia agrees to scout the area above, her lack of dark vision notwithstanding.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Leanna's Perception</div><div class="spoiler_body">Leanna believes there are perhaps two dozen goblins above, and she also identifies and the moans and groans of her companions Asherah and Rurik.<br/></div></div><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Amilia's Stealth</div><div class="spoiler_body">At 2019-03-24 11:37:08, amilia (uid: 40688) rolls: 1d20a5 Result: 25 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=133728)<br/></div></div><br/><br/>After briefly slipping up the stairs and back down again, the halfling reports a rough headcount of eight regular goblins, ten goblings, a goblin shaman, and a Drow woman presently riding Rurik's cock.  She relays that Asherah and him seem to be getting gangbanged.<br/><br/>She relates that around six goblins and two goblings surrounded Asherah at the moment.  Those near Rurik seemed to have recently been disrupted but are still somewhat busy with their lustful missions.<br/><br/>Only the Shaman, two of the goblins, and four of the goblings seemed relatively unengaged int he fuck-fest.  The rest are busy fucking or spent from fucking, perhaps able to join a fight but not immediately.<br/><br/><hr/><strong>Location</strong>: Goblin Sleeping Cave (aka Dark Ascent)<br/><strong>Exits</strong>:  Dark Tunnel (Down), Shaman's Quarters (North), Overpass (West), Storage (East)<br/><strong>Tagged</strong>:  Asherah, Rurik<br/><hr/><br/>Asherah was bred mercilessly by a gaggle of goblins, jerking off two goblings at the moment as her holes were pumped by the others.  Her mouth, ass, and pussy were all in constant use.  Her tender flesh was abused without concern for her body, cum shot across her face and down her holes without care.  Rancid goblin semen coated her like a steaming bath.  As they finished, some goblins would wander into adjacent caves.  The Shaman remained and watched over the proceedings however.<br/><br/>Rurik discarded his goblin aggressors and proceeded to fuck the Drow woman senseless.  As she let out a shuttering orgasm a wide smile split her lips, she gave a one-word command:<br/><br/><strong>"Cum."</strong><br/><br/>With that, Rurik found himself unable to contain his orgasm any longer.  His seed shot deep into her womb.  He felt himself coming to the realization of two things.  One, he never wanted to stop fucking.  Two, this woman now had some sort of power over him.  He felt his collar restrict a little as she gave this command, the strange thing writhing about him and caressing his rough neck's tenderest parts.  He was quite certain he couldn't have resisted her command even if he'd wanted to.  But the command felt good, orgasmic, pleasureful.<br/><br/><strong>"Good slave,"</strong>she said to him, planting a kiss on his forehead.  She sat in his lap, his cock still deep within her, and she wriggled herself around on it a bit.  She let out little gasps of pleasure as the afterglow washed over her.<strong>"Fuck me again."</strong>She ran hands across his shaved head and down his back as she said this, making deep eye contact.  Even if Rurik hadn't been sexually obsessed by this point he was unsure of whether or not he could've resisted this command.  She would accept any position Rurik preferred, and she eagerly awaited him fucking her even harder this time.<br/><br/>The Shaman observed this with a glint of greed in his eyes as he went through the valuables taken from Rurik and Asherah.  He had all their gold on him now, and a few other things--like Asherah's druidic focus--besides.  The mating frenzy would continue, and the collar would work as-intended for Rurik.  But as the Shaman's eyes turned to Asherah he seemed to consider whether what he saw was obedience or enthusiasm.  If this bothered him greatly he did nothing to rectify the situation.<br/><br/>Yet.