You consider the offer, before turning and walking towards the more naturally sculpted sections of your lair. “Follow,” you utter, and the goblins are quick to obey. You pass the first kobold, busily hammering away at the soon to be workshop. You nearly pause to ask where he got the tool, but decide that's a question for a later date. When you emerge into the large cavern, you stop and wait for the goblins to catch up with you, hampered as they are by carrying the bound ex chiefteness with them.
You nod towards her as they deposit her on the stone ground, making her moan again. “What's wrong with her?”
The other gobliness answers. “We hold trail, decide to banish her. She try to attack me, I beat. So we poison. Pinkmoss. Make her dumb and horny for long time. Weeks, maybe. We use a lot, all our stock. Maybe she come round, maybe she be dumb breeding bitch forever. No know, no care.” she shrugs unapologetically, still nude.
You look around the cavern. “Would this suit you for a new home?”
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The gobliness exchanges a few words with the males and then nods at you. “Would want to make tents, beds maybe, but yes. You accept offer and apology?”
you shake your head. “No,” and then push on as her look turns to dismay, “I don't really want to fuck her,” you gesture at the writhing gobliness. “But what I do need are more monsters. I give her back to you, to fuck and birth a new tribe.”
The new chiefteness translates this, and the males stare at you, slack jawed. You walk over to her while her back is turned, keeping your steps quiet, so that when she turns back to you she lets out a yelp of surprise.
“I will take the stone, and you, however.”
Her fearful expression quickly melts into a sultry smile at your words, and she barks something at the three males. They start to untie their new sex slave, and the chiefteness grabs you by the arm and leads you to the upper level of the cavern. Sapphire stays by the entranceway, still astride Hyena, who you really need to make her name at some point.
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“We will serve,” she whispers in awe, before collapsing into *CENSORED* unconsciousness as *CENSORED* from the *CENSORED* .