Chapter 6: persecution [R-16]

I hear my breaths, no, I hear many breaths, from calm and relaxed to stifled and choked. In the background, words and shouts are heard as if it were a party.

My vision is blurry, getting sharper and sharper until I see a fire not far from me, I am surrounded by human bodies, I begin to feel my body, I realise that I am leaning against a tree and I see that I am tied with a rope, I begin to remember what I am doing here.

Although I have regained consciousness and I comprehend that I can't use mana, as I feel my body I understand that I have been given an anti-magic potion and something else, possibly side effects of the poison. I guess for a few hours I won't be able to use mana. 

Observing how I can escape I realise that the bindings on my right hand are in bad shape, bending my head down I manage to start biting the rope. 

Luckily for me, the guards are drunk and chatting amongst themselves, I manage to get to my feet.

It is night, luckily I am on the north side of the camp that the Goblin have set up and in a straight line I should be able to get back to my village.

I make it out of the camp and run with all my might, I am exhausted and my body is sore with strange mixed feelings from the potions. Good, Seraphina, now run without stopping' I think without even turning my head towards the camp.

Perhaps if I had I would have seen the young silver haired Goblin that has captured me looking at me with a cruel smile on his lips.

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"Why did you let her go?" she asks in a somewhat sceptical tone. "My dear Rina, there is nothing more entertaining than watching someone regain their hope, sink back down again and beg for their new life," I replied with an excited smile and a clearly enthusiastic tone.

Living in a naturally cruel and promiscuous Goblin tribe has made him see things that no other society does.

"You go with the rest, I'll be back later."

"You owe me one for ditching me, Humm" my sister says in a mock angry tone before watching me leave.

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The closer I got to the village the more I began to doubt some things, the first was the sensations in my body, I was beginning to understand that the strange sensation was not because of the poison, it was some kind of aphrodisiac, but at the same time it gave me very bad feelings, my fatigued body was beginning to heat up and my breathing was starting to become short. 

The worst thing was that something told me that even touching me would not be able to relieve me. 

The second thing was because the ropes were damaged, the Goblin clearly knew I could use magic as they had given me an anti mage potion, but then why didn't they even check the ropes?

I arrived at my village, even though it was night, anyone could see that no one lived there, it was desolate and in ruins.

I have to rest for a while before I try to make a healing potion'.

I stretched out on my bed trying to relax my body, it was burning, unconsciously I brought my hand to my dripping pussy and started to touch myself.

The thought of the silver Goblin flits through my mind. 

I realise it's not a normal aphrodisiac. My vision falls to my huge tits, my pink nipples are painfully erect, they brush against my clothes and I begin to undress. 

It doesn't take long before I start panting and try to orgasm.

But I can't. This feeling is beyond anything I've ever known, as if my body, my whole being, is asking for something... But what?

Suddenly I hear a voice "Do you need help?"

I shudder.