The chieftain's weight presses you into the hard-packed earth as she begins to ride you, her hips bucking and grinding against your cock in a primal display of lust. The other goblins around you watch with hungry eyes, some of them stroking themselves or helping one another get aroused while they wait for their turn.

The chieftain seems to be enjoying herself immensely, her face contorting into a mask of pleasure as she rides you harder and faster. Her breasts jiggle with each thrust, the nipples standing erect and hard against your chest. You can feel her hot, wet insides gripping at your cock like a vice, milking it for every drop of semen.

Suddenly, she cries out, her body tensing as she climaxes violently around you.

The chieftain watches you drink the green liquid with interest, her eyes narrowing as she studies your expression for any signs of distress or discomfort. When you finish, she nods appreciatively and takes the bowl back from you, handing it to one of the other goblins who had been watching eagerly. "Good...human is a good breeder..." She murmurs before stepping closer, her body heat enveloping yours as she once again begins to stroke your cock through the bars of the cage.

The chieftain's touch sends shivers down your spine as she continues to stroke your hardening cock through the bars of the cage. Her small hand feels rough and calloused against your sensitive skin, the sharp nails digging into your flesh just slightly enough to make you wince in pain.

As she works your shaft, you can feel your arousal growing by the second, the effects of the mushroom and strange liquid coursing through your veins. Your balls begin to ache with need, heavy and full and desperate for release.

The chieftain nods approvingly, her gaze traveling up and down your now-erect member. "That's better," she murmurs before stepping back, motioning for a young and eager goblin warrior to take her place. The goblin grins widely, licking her lips in anticipation as she climbs into the cage with you.

As she takes you inside her, the other goblins around you begin to cheer and whoop, clearly enjoying the show.

The chieftain watches with a satisfied smile on her face, occasionally reaching down to stroke your cheek or run a hand through your hair. As the goblin warrior reaches climax, she collapses onto you, spent from her efforts. The other goblins in the room erupt into another frenzy of applause and laughter.

When they finally quiet down, the chieftain steps forward once again, her expression serious. "You're doing well, human,"