Chapter 0 - Chapter One

Calla swept her eyes over Wyun’s curvy form. The goblin had a sweet face colored a deep shade of olive green with round cheeks that reminded her of a chipmunk. Her chest pressed against the bust of her robes with a swell that more than betrayed her larger round size. She had a way of moving that was a delight to behold, with a swing to her step that made Calla Imagine how it might feel to fuck her and a bounce that was lively and intoxicating. And the lurid thoughts that came to mind, made her tingle with lust and need. 

“Wyun! Get over here, right now!” Calla demanded as she reached for her belt.

Wyun looked up at her companion with a big wide smile. Her lips parted, but no words came out. Because she saw the drow undoing her belt and felt the lust in her eyes. And it was overwhelming. It was as if she had, at that moment, become prey. And perhaps it was the rush of their recent adventure, but she couldn’t deny how nice that felt. But there was a voice in the back of the goblin’s mind that believed that she could have been mistaken. That perhaps, Calla wasn’t suggesting anything lewd to her.

So it wouldn’t do to act too soon. She had to be certain. But despite all the arguments and thoughts that came to mind, all she could manage was a stammered question.

“Wh–why?” Wyun said in a timid squeak as her large eyes watched Calla’s hands fiddle with her buckle.

“Because I want to look at you while I’m getting off.”

Wyun gasped at Calla. She had known the woman to be abrupt and upfront. It was why she stood out at the tavern in Waterdeep when she was looking for companions to join her in The Lurking Shadows Labyrinth. It’s what kept them safe on the road when brigands followed them expecting easy marks. And that strong nature had kept the eyes of monsters off her as she dispatched monsters with wit and spells.

But right then, it was also that nature that made her breathe deep and ragged breaths as she got wet and hot. And even if she tried, her deep blush made it impossible to deny how much of an effect Calla had on her.

Fuck it, the goblin thought as she gestured towards the edges of their campsite.

“Ya know…” Wyun finally said, “...let me set a watch spell, then I’m all yours.”

Wyun walked and counted twenty steps out from the camp, making sure to stay within visual sight of her drow companion. She then snapped her fingers and spoke draconic words that made the air crack with blue-white lights. A sphere appeared in front of the goblin, opening on one side to reveal a thick leather-bound tome. She withdrew the tome and dismissed the sphere, then thumbed through it until she found the page marked "Safety Rituals" across the top in fine cursive script.

“There, I’m done.” Wyun said. “I’ve been hoping to take on that log you’ve got between your legs.”

Calla laughed. She wasn’t one to hide her endowments, but she didn’t remember ever stripping down in front of the goblin.

“So you knew? Bet you peeked when we last made camp?” Calla said

Wyun gave her a smirk as she looked at the drow’s cock. It reminded the goblin of the truncheons favored by the guard in Waterdeep. A big hefty shaft that could fit comfortably in a palm, but had a good heft to it that couldn’t be ignored. It was intimidating and alluring all the same.

Wyun smirked and licked her lips as she winked at Calla. “Noticed it during my watch last night. Was half tempted on offering to help.”

“Not succumbing was your first mistake. Now come here and handle this.”

She hooked her thumbs around her trouser's waist and then jerked them down past her hips. She felt the sturdy fabrics brush her tight-fit legs and heard them brush the leaves at her feet. She kicked the offending garment away. She then reached down between her legs and grabbed a big girthy cock dangling between her thighs. She watched Wyun and stroked that gray-ish meat until it grew hot and hard in her hands. She then aimed the tip at the goblin's face when she finally turned to face her.

Wyun’s eyes widened as she stared at that cock. She had only guessed at its size when she saw the bulge running down Calla’s trousers the night before. But her imagination was lacking compared to what greeted her with a twitch and bob. 

Her cheeks darkened to a bashful yellowish tint. She pursed her juicy lips and moistened them with a sweep of her tongue. She finally forced herself to look up into Calla’s face and tugged at her tight collar.

“Y-you were right…I should have woken you up and…”

Calla raised her free hand and waved away the apology. She then twisted her wrist and curled a beckoning finger.

“That was then and this is now. You have plenty of time to be my good little bitch.”

Calla leaned against a nearby tree. Her fingers stayed wrapped around her big hard cock. She slipped a hand beneath her top and cupped one of her firm breasts. Wyun could see the steady movements beneath her top as she kneaded herself in eager circles. She then looked into Wyun’s eyes and pumped her shaft in deep motions. And all the while, her lips looked moist as she panted and groaned in naked delight.

Wyun barely noticed her heavy breathing as she worked to unsnap and unbutton her robes.

“No fair starting when I have this heavy thing to take off. You better not cum yet.” Wyun said.

Calla grinned as Wyun slid out of her robes. And she purred at the body beneath those heavy garments. Her skin was clean and smooth with a slight sheen as sweat covered her green flesh. Her breasts were full, round, and heavy, barely constrained by a single-strap bra of pure white. And her ass was round enough to practically swallow the side-string panties she wore around her wide round hips. Wyun undid the strings on her undergarments and shook her hips side to side as they fell to the ground. She then stepped out of those panties and approached the drow with a lascivious smile on her wicked-looking face.

Wyun stopped within reach of Calla’s cock. She then leaned her head back and met the drow’s eyes. She then spoke in a voice that dripped with sex and sin.

“How do you want me?” Wyun said.

Calla grinned and leaned forward. She guided her tip against the goblin’s lips and beat the crown against her skin. She felt the soft splash of pre-cum against her flesh and hissed as she caressed the goblin’s cheek and scratched one of her big flopping ears.

It was a surprisingly tender touch that lulled the goblin into a gentle sway. Her eyelids dropped and her attention lowered past Calla’s chest, past her hard abs, and to the veins that ran along her impressive girth. Calla’s touch also distracted her as the drow grabbed her by the hair and jerked her attention back to her face.

“Look at me until I tell you otherwise,” Calla hissed, “now open wide and say Ahhh. I want to fuck that face.”

Calla half-expected resistance from the goblin. Wyun was, if nothing else, a willful creature of chaos. She seemed guided purely by whims and will and was confident that wit and illusory magic would keep her out of trouble. But rather than sass at her words or pull away from her grip, the goblin blushed and opened her mouth as wide as she could. And that made Calla smile.

“There you go…now what do you say to me?” Calla hissed as she smacked her cock against the goblin’s nose.

"Ahhhhhhh~," Wyun said.

Calla guided her tip against the goblin’s tongue and smeared it with her crown. 

“That’s a good little bitch.”

Wyun’s body warmed until it burned with every degrading thing Calla said. She felt cheap, dirty, and belittled while the elf slapped her with her big hard cock. But it didn’t bother her in the least. If anything, the way she wiggled at every word or how she shivered to punctuate as her cheek was smeared in the tall drow’s lust was like the headiest rums she ever drank.

Wyun didn’t just want to please Calla. She wanted to be used by her.

So there was no resistance as Calla pinched her nose until she opened her mouth or when the drow bucked her hips and sheathed herself down the goblin’s throat. All there was was a moan, a purr, and the vibrations of a hot and willing cock-sleeve.

Calla grabbed the goblin’s hair and held her in place. She licked her lips and rocked her hips slamming into the small woman’s throat. She hissed and moaned as she felt the goblin stretch around her quivering inches. She purred every time her sack slapped Wyun’s chin.

“Hnngh that’s it~ You’re not sleeping until I drain my nuts. Just like a good little whore.”

“Mnngh hyesss” said Wyun.

The goblin tipped back her head and relaxed her throat. She moaned and sighed in unspoken submission. Her eyes rolled to the back of her head as her senses tingled with the taste of thick salty lust and the aroma of sex and sweat. She felt like a cheap toy and wondered if Calla would break her. But such concerns were lost as she focused on the ragged groans of her powerful mistress. The goblin shut her eyes and drooled around that cock, as she wondered if she could drink every ounce of lust.

“What did I tell you?!” Calla hissed as she pulled Wyun off her cock.

Wyun squeaked and opened her eyes wide and watched as the drow woman leaned over her with her lips in a lustful curl. 

Calla gripped Wyun’s hair with one hand and grabbed her cock with the other. She aimed the cock at Wyun’s face and pumped it in a deep steady rhythm.

“I said look at me until I tell you otherwise. So now, I’m going to mess up that pretty face. Now stick out your tongue and say ahhhhh.”

Wyun blushed at the humiliating treatment. She was an illusionist of note, one of the big names of The Forgotten Realms. And she was the one who hired Calla in Waterdeep. So surely this was far too much.

But the air was thick with the scent of cum that dripped from her chin onto her breasts. Her ears burned from the rhythmic slap as the drow jerked her truncheon-thick cock. And her eyes were entranced by the drow's unyielding gaze that refused to accept any defiance. What could Wyun do but obey her mistress, open her mouth, and present her tits for Calla's use?

“I’m sorry Mistress,” Wyun purred. 

She then gulped down a deep breath. Her juicy lips then parted as she moaned a long "Ahhhhh" with saliva and pre-cum dripping over her warm wet tongue and down her chin. She then tugged on her strap bra and jerked them down until her heavy tits flopped down on her chest with a generous jiggle. It left her cleavage and hard sensitive nipples fully exposed to the drow's attention and use.

“Good girl. Now hold still.”

Calla tightened her grip on Wyun’s hair and stroked her scalp with her thumb. Her breathing grew more ragged and hissy with every pump of her cock. Her tip was thick with the heady musk of cum as the tip grew wet with droplets of seed. The drow beat the girth against the goblin’s nose and lips as every inch pulsed and throbbed.

“Hnnghhh it’s comin, you little green slut!”

Wyun gasped as the first rope splashed across her nose. Then the second covered the right side of her face. Then another covered her tongue and chin. Rope after rope erupted from that shaft dousing the goblin in sticky pungent white, with several ounces smearing against her flesh or dripping down her cleavage.

“Ahhhh nhghhhahha” the goblin purred. 

Her small body quivered and trembled as an orgasm tore through her. Her skin felt hot at every inch covered in the drow's lust. And she swore she heard drips drop and crash onto the forest floor. She wanted nothing more than to summon a mirror and admire the drow's work, but she hadn't been permitted to look away. So she kept her eyes on Calla as the drow sat down against the tree and curled a beckoning finger.

“Come here, bitch. You’re not done yet.”

Wyun licked her lips and rushed closer. She sat down on the drow's lap and wiggled herself up higher and higher until she felt that cock shaft rubbing against her sex.

“How m–may I please you now?” Wyun said as she ground her pussy up and down that quivering shaft.

Calla smiled a toothy grin and grabbed the goblin’s waist. She then jerked her up and spun her around, so she could see Wyun’s round bubble butt. She held her up over her hard dick and leaned close enough so she could hiss and whisper into the goblin’s ear.

“However I want.” Calla said. “Now put me in.”

The goblin gasped and leaned forward until she could reach Calla’s cock. Her hands trembled as she felt it throb against her touch. She wanted to stroke it and feel it pulse, but her pussy was hot, needy, and dripping her need all over Calla’s lap. So she instead guided the crown to her pussy and flicked the tip up and down her nether lips.

“L-like this? Is Mistress going to fuck me.”

Calla laughed in the goblin’s ear.

“Fuck? I’m going to wreck you. You won’t want any other cock by the time we’re through.”

Wyun gasped as Calla slammed the goblin down onto her cock. The drow moaned at how tight the goblin's pussy was. It felt like her walls were built to choke her with its soaked and steaming vice-like grip. She imagined the goblin's body stretching around her or her tummy bulging with every bounce. 

Wyun moaned and whimpered as Calla bounced the goblin on her shaft. Every bounce made her ass clap against her lap. She lost herself in that pleasure kicked her legs up and tightened them together. She squealed as Calla reached up and grabbed her ankles, holding her legs in place. She felt the stretch from the pose especially when it made Calla's cock hit her in all the right places.

Calla squeezed Wyun's ankles and slapped the goblin's hips. Her fingers dug in until her nails made small marks along her flesh. Her sack was covered in goblin lust, and anything she had to say was dripping in brutish groans and thirsty hissing. She smiled a smile that bared her teeth bit the goblin's flopping ear and drew a loud ecstatic purr from the goblin.

“OOoh Oooh Nhghhmistress please~” Wyun pleaded as her tits flopped on her chest with heavy slaps. “Please cum in your dirty bitch~”

Calla rocked her hips and drilled the goblin. Each motion slapped their bodies together. And she grunted and groaned as she neared to release an almost feral "Good Girl". 

And just like that Calla erupted, her cum swirling inside the goblin with thick gushes and spurts. Wyun reached back and laced her fingers behind Calla’s neck as if holding onto dear life as she screamed and howled in satisfaction and met Calla’s orgasm with a matching release. But she was trapped in the drow’s grasp and could only shake and shiver with delight as the strength left her from head to toe and made her limbs fall limp.

Wyun had lost her senses by the time Calla’s cock finished. She could only pant and moan and smile like a dumb little slut. Her cheeks were dark with a crimson flush and her skin was matted in seed.

She felt the drow lower her to the blankets surrounding their camp and press her face into a conjured pillow and the heavy slap as her cock was slapped down between her rear cheeks and was stroked between them in a steady grind.

“Mmnngh mistress?” Wyun lazily said as she looked over her shoulder as best she could. And what she saw was the drow, wiping her mouth with a rub of her arm.

“If you’re too tired to play, then you can rest there. I’ll jerk off just fine with this fat ass.”

Calla shook her hips and stroked her cock against the goblin’s flesh. 

Wyun watched Calla for as long as she could. But exhaustion from the day’s adventure and the rough sex finally caught up to her. Her eyes fluttered close with every plap against her rear until she collapsed in the drow’s care.