From Goblin Slave To Giga-Daddy: A Goblin's Guide to Getting a Harem
Chapter 101: Making her talk by spreading them cheeks!

Chapter 101: Making her talk by spreading them cheeks!

"So, what’s her deal?"

Plap~ plap~ plap~

"Aaah~ aah~ w-who’s deal? Aaah~ mhmm~"

Her tits were bouncing like wild balloons in missionary, nipples glistening in the lantern light, smacking gently against Rae’s chest every time he pounded in.

"That dumbass servant of the Ice Princess. Turn around. Now."

"..."

"...what?"

Rae smirked, hips still rolling like a seasoned pervert on a mission.

"...umm... no."

she puffed, cheeks red as cherries, head whipping to the side in bratty defiance.

"I don’t think I will turn around for you. Hmpf!"

Rae chuckled—a dangerous chuckle.

Then came the combo attack:

Slap! Slap! Squeeeeeze~

Slurp~ slurp~ schlick!

"—MMHM~~ WAIT! WAIT! OKAY! I’LL TURN! I’LL TURN AROUND!"

It was a breezy, quiet night—the second since Rae had proven himself as the true Goblin King.

Alice, though? Still hadn’t let Alex inside her tent.

Not a peep. Not a "come in." Not even a "go fuck yourself."

Alex assumed her anger hadn’t cooled off even a single degree—and frankly, he wasn’t about to push it. Not tonight.

So he did what any pitiful man would do.

He bunked down awkwardly between poor Bryce and Lyra in their overcrowded tent.

By now, it had become a nightly routine, the other Rae creeping out like a horny ghost from hell, showing up unprovoked, and absolutely ruining Alice’s pussy without mercy until he was satisfied.

Not that she was complaining.

Oh no. Her body was being pampered like a prized royal concubine.

She was absolutely wrecked and thoroughly satisfied by the time he was done—every. single. night.

But of course, her ego and pride?

Still hanging on for dear life.

She refused to give that smug bastard the satisfaction of knowing how badly she craved it.

Like just now—he had ordered her to turn around, get on all fours, and present that fat ass like a good girl.

Did she obey?

Hell no.

She crossed her arms, puffed her cheeks, and went full brat-mode.

So naturally, he did what had to be done.

Slap! Slap!

He smacked her milfy, jiggling melons like they owed him money, then grabbed them tight—like two stress balls sent from heaven—and buried his face between them.

Then came the mouthwork.

He latched onto her sensitive nipples and sucked like he was trying to milk out the last stubborn drop from a juice pouch that just wouldn’t give up the goods.

Slurp~ slurp~ suckle~

"—mmhm~~ wait! Wait! I will turn! I will turn around!"

Alice’s eyes rolled up. Her knees buckled. She trembled from the direct assault on her weak spots.

Her back arched on reflex, moaning.

"Mmhhnn~ y-you bastard~"

Even as her hips inched into position on their own.

"Wait! I will... Aah~ I will turn around, bastard!"

She shoved his head off her throbbing milkers, her face redder than a tomato in heat, and grudgingly flipped over on all fours.

Her plump ass wiggled into view like it had a damn mind of its own.

Not because she wanted to, obviously. Duh.

It was this tiny, smug, cocky goblin-man that forced her to do it. Totally against her will. Completely. Absolutely.

...Okay, maybe 80-20.

"Man~ First quality milk straight from the milfy cow."

Rae grinned, smacking his lips as he dramatically kissed his fingers like he was rating a five-star wine.

"Mwaah! What a taste."

"Y-you little creep!"

She hissed, growling with her face buried into the bedroll, butt still up like a good girl.

Her ears were burning. Her nipples tingled. Her pride was Shattered in pieces on the tent floor.

But Rae wasn’t done. Oh no.

He crouched behind her, staring at that ass like it was a religious artifact.

His hands squeezed the cheeks like he was shaping dough.

"This ass... is wasted on that deadbeat husband of yours,. You should’ve been national treasure by now."

Alice let out a choked gasp. She wanted to snap back, tell him to shut the hell up, but her body betrayed her with a tremble. Her pussy throbbed at his words.

Gods, he knew her better than anyone.

Better than she knew herself.

Where to pinch, where to slide, how deep to go, when to twist his fingers just right so she’d see stars.

It was like her whole body was a cheat code and he had memorized the damn walkthrough.

Infuriating.

Absolutely infuriating.

She ground her teeth, pouted so hard it looked painful, and refused to make a single noise.

But it was all for nothing. She was already soaked and spread, completely at his mercy.

He propped her ass up like it was his personal dinner platter, spreading those plump cheeks wide, watching her twitch as the cool air met her soaked folds.

Then, without a hint of hesitation, Rae buried his face between them, slurping like a man dying of thirst.

Alice let out a strangled moan, her hands clutching the sheet like her life depended on it.

"Slurp~ slurp~ I was talking about Laila. Why’s she special? Why isn’t she under Celeste’s ice-bitch hypnosis?"

"H-huh?! Wh-why... mmh... aah~ w-why do you... care?"

She stammered between shaky breaths, her hips starting to roll into his mouth on their own.

"Just answer the question, babe."

SLAP!

"Mmhhmmm~!"

Her already-pink ass jiggled violently from the impact, but Rae didn’t stop.

He buried his face deeper, tongue sliding in like a damn serpent, circling her entrance and lapping at her juices like a man possessed.

Every flick, every swirl made her whimper and squirm like a broken toy.

"No!"

She snapped suddenly, biting her lip as her face twisted into a defiant scowl.

"I won’t answer that! Even if you fuck me harder than before."

"Even if you pin me down and step on me. Even if you shove that monster down my throat until I gag and cry, I still won’t!"

"It’s a secret, protected! I-I don’t even know how you know she’s not under the spell!"

Her body betrayed her though, trembling and dripping while she yelled. Her thighs were shaking, her folds flushed and soaked, twitching around his tongue.

Rae grinned devilishly against her wetness, pulling away just enough to let his hot breath fan against her pussy.

"Oh ho~? That determined, huh? Now that just makes me wanna break you even more. Guess I gotta bring out the ’secret move’."

Alice’s eyes widened.

"W-what move!?"

Rae licked his lips.

"..."

"...uh... why are you silent?"

Alice’s voice quivered. She was afraid—and rightfully so.

Whenever he went quiet, it meant one thing: he was cooking up something evil. Something targeted.

And most definitely, something meant to make her beg.

’Aah! Stupid Alice, why the hell are you antagonizing him?!’

She had no idea. Her bratty pride just ran on autopilot at this point.

Then she heard him grinning. It made her freeze mid-thought.

What the hell was he going to do now?

Her poor pussy was already punished raw, her throat stretched and used like a damn toy, her tits milked dry like a dairy cow in mating season.

What the fuck was left?

"W-what are you planning?"

She asked, swallowing thickly.

He tilted his head with mock innocence.

"Oh, nothing. Just... a special punishment. One that’ll squeeze the truth out of that tight little mouth."

Her breath hitched.

"W-What?"

"The tongue twister and the thumb-in-the-ass combo."

Alice gasped.

"Wait, no—!"

But it was already too late.

...

Her eyes went wide like saucers.

"Wait, no—!!"

But Rae didn’t wait. Rae never waited.

He spat into his hand like the unholy goblin king he was, then, with a surgeon’s precision and a sadist’s grin, slid his slick thumb between her cheeks, aiming right for her trembling, untouched backdoor.

Alice shrieked.

"You monster—!"

But her shriek turned into a high-pitched moan the moment his tongue went back to work on her pussy like a spellbound demon on a mission.

Tongue twisting, swirling, slurping like a gourmet trying to decode flavor layers—meanwhile, his thumb gently pushed in, breaching her tightest hole inch by sinful inch.

Alice thrashed.

"N-nooo! I told you I won’t talk—mhhhm—fuck! That’s cheating!!"

"All’s fair in war and whores, babe."

Rae muttered between licks, the vibrations on her clit making her legs quake.

Her body betrayed her instantly.

Pussy clenching, ass twitching, hips grinding back into him like she wanted it—no, needed it.

"N-not fair! Aah~!"

She cried, her voice going wobbly, trying to hold onto her secrets like a proper noble lady... except her face was smashed into the sheets and her ass was being thoroughly explored like it was uncharted territory.

He pushed his thumb deeper, crooking it just a little, and—

"AAHHH~!! N-not the—! Oh goddess! That—!"

Rae snickered.

"You ready to talk now, or do I need to throw in the Goblin Kiss?"

She froze.

"...what the fuck is a Goblin Kiss?"

He just chuckled darkly.

"Wanna find out?"

Alice gulped.

Hard.

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[A/N: Hey everyone! The past two weeks have been pretty hectic and, honestly, a bit of a motivation slump for me. Because of that, I could only manage one Chapter a day, and I’m really sorry for falling behind.

But! I’m working to get back on track and return to our usual two-Chapter-per-day pace. I’m aiming to pick that back up in the next two days.

Also... can you believe it? We’re already at Chapter 100! Thank you so much for sticking with the story this far. You all seriously keep this going. <3]