Chapter 11: Milk and library [R-16]

I arrived at my house with Seraph behind me, I made my way to my room as I closed the door just after she passed.

"Strip," I said in an authoritative tone.

She shivered, though less than the previous times. 'Looks like she's getting used to my voice' I thought before putting that event to the back of my mind. 

I sat on the edge of my bed before turning my attention to Seraph. 

"Sit down" I said to her as I grabbed a stool and placed it between my legs, a gesture she clearly understood as I saw her nod before sitting on the stool.

If I could have, I would have told her to sit on my lap, but even at the maximum height for a High Goblin, 4.5 feet, I was still shorter than Seraph, who came in at 4.9 feet. 

Unlike the Low Goblin, we High Goblin, we are beautiful by the standards of all races, perhaps a little short for certain races, nothing that can't be fixed by evolving, but even so, many of us are far from what is considered ugly. Returning to the room, I took her by the chin and turned her body until her face was facing mine, her pale blue eyes staring into my blood red eyes, an absolute contrast. 

I take the moment to twist her nipple with my other hand.

"Mmmh" her mouth lets out a small moan.

I take the same finger, though now slightly wet with milk and taste her. 

"Sweet" I say sincerely as her face shows a mixture of discomfort with a slight blush. 

"Let's get started, we need to squeeze those fat tits."

I pull out two breast pumps I had ready, attach one side to two bottles and place the suction cups on her nipples. 

'Somehow, those huge tits have a golden ratio to her body and the nipples too, perfect size, color and shape' I think before I start squeezing and massaging the area around the nipples.

"Aahh" another moan comes out of her mouth.

I continue to massage them as little by little the milk is squeezed out and her moans form a unique symphony.

"Mmm... ahh... mmm...", she realizes that I enjoy her moans and tries to avoid them, but it's useless, on the contrary, watching her make an effort to avoid the inevitable only enhances the experience.

When I see that her left breast is already dry and her right one has little left I remove the two milk squeezers and grab her right tit and take it into her mouth. 

I start sucking with my mouth, squeezing out the remaining milk, her sensitive nipple makes her moan even more.

When I notice that I'm done squeezing, I use my newly learned spell of cleaning and clean her tits. Too excited to notice anything until I release her tit before I get up and pick up the two 50cl bottles. 

Realizing my intention she whispers "Ahh... no, please...", I turn to look at her, from here I can see her hot face and dripping pussy. 'The effect of the potion is still working, good'.

Using the power of the necklace, "I forbid you to touch yourself or try to give yourself pleasure.

I see her hot face darken in understanding of my intent.

 'She's cute...' I think before sorting out my thoughts '...and smart'.

"Go back to the stable, later Glen and Zin will take you out to pasture, remember not to embarrass me" I say before heading out the door. 

'I have to research my spell' I think as I head for the Shaman building, which apart from a meeting place for mages and educational place for new mages also has a small library with everything magic related, either stolen or by local research. 

I ask the first shaman for directions and enter the library, it was partially empty, except for one person, Lyra, my magic teacher, one of the most desired HobGoblin in the tribe, all the boys in the class drooled over her, about 5,3 feet, a soft and beautiful face, inspiring delicacy, dark black hair and light violet eyes. An athletic body, with a small bust, maybe a B, but an ass and legs worthy of the highest prestige among the tribe.

Although she was my teacher, as far as I knew she is only 2 years old, even with a basic fire talent, she is recognized as one of the most talented mages and the most talented and beautiful of her year. 'And a virgin', in such a small tribe I would have heard if someone had presumed to be with her.

"Hello Lyra," I said with a warm smile.

She smiled back with a polite smile "Hi Zarok, what are you doing here? This is the first time I've seen you in the library."

"Actually it's my first time in a library, I'm here to research spell information". 

I see her eyes light up at the sound of spells before she asks with a new enthusiasm, "What do you know spells from?

"In the raid on the tribe, I was lucky enough to have the opportunity to learn one, knowing its potential, I wanted to see if I could learn some more spell casting".

Suddenly she takes both my hands in his hand before telling me with an excited tone "So you like spells too!" Apart from excitement also a great passion. 

I start to ask him some of my questions which she answers with the same passion.

After about 30 minutes of conversation something happens that catches my attention.

"Do you know any spells?" he asked with interest.

"Yes! I know a temperature adjustment spell, the object location spell and the-nothing, just those."

I squint involuntarily, 'obviously hiding something'.

"Any more?" I ask with the intention of discovering her other spell.

Hearing that question something changes in Lyra and she bursts out like a prey unable to control herself. 

Her eyes sparkled with excitement as she prepared to share her latest magical discovery with Zarok.

"Oh, Zarok, you won't believe what I discovered! It's... it's... it's amazing, the most fascinating spell I've found so far. Have you heard of the Danger Detection Spell? It's absolutely amazing. I mean, wow! It's like having a sixth sense, but raised to the nth degree. It can literally save your life. Well, not literally, but you know what I mean."

Lyra took a deep breath and continued, the words speeding up.

"It works in such a complex and simple way at the same time, when you cast it, it creates an energy field around you that senses any kind of impending danger. It's as if the air becomes conscious. And it not only detects physical dangers, like a thief on the corner, but also subtle threats, like bad intentions or negative energies. It's like a magic alarm that protects you from everything."

She paused momentarily before continuing.

"You also have to be in a specific state of mind, like a calm alertness. Because if you're too nervous or too relaxed, it doesn't work well. It's like... like... like... like trying to see through a fog. You need the perfect balance for everything to become clear."

Lyra was breathing rapidly, her eyes bright with excitement.

"And the crazy thing is, the more you use it, the better you get at feeling those dangers. It's like your body and mind adapt to the magic, making you more sensitive over time. It's an amazing feeling, because you become more aware of everything around you, and it's..."

"STOP!" I said in a burst of pressure, I couldn't take it anymore, I was like a stammering locomotive without brakes. 

I see her body tremble at my scream, her face takes on a slight blush, I don't know if it's from all the talking or from my scream.

Interesting' I think.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to intrude," Lyra says in a disappointed tone, as if she expected it to happen.

"Sorry for yelling at you, I didn't mean to" I say in an apologetic tone.

"No worries" Lyra says before running off.

A cruel smile appears on my face.