The glowing Slime purrs, its tongue darting out to lick the air around your kneecap. "I could make this journey back to the guild hall much more... enjoyable for you," it suggests, its tone sultry and seductive. "In exchange, I will spare you any further violations from my kin in the future."

What do you say?

The glowing Slime smiles, revealing a mouth full of sharp teeth. "I could help you relieve some tension," it says suggestively, slithering even closer now. "And in return, I ask only that you grant me the pleasure of your company from time to time... Nothing permanent, of course."

What do you say?

The elder nods slowly, looking unconvinced but accepting his word nonetheless. She turns back to you, her expression stern. "Then kneel before me," she commands.

You swallow hard and obey, sinking to your knees in front of the elder. She studies your face for a moment longer before finally speaking again. "Very well." Her hands guide yours down to rest on the tabletop beside hers as she takes hold of your chin, forcing you to look up at her.

The elder's expression softens slightly as she takes in the defiance in your eyes. "This mark is not a curse," she says gently, "but a symbol of your devotion to Jorin." She pauses, pressing her thumb against the center of your forehead. "Do you swear your loyalty and obedience to him?"

You feel a sharp sting as her thumb presses into your skin, followed by a warmth that spreads outward from the point of contact.

As the slime continues to invade your body, you feel a strange mixture of pain and pleasure coursing through you. Your cute white body trembles violently as their cold, gelatinous forms push deeper inside, filling you up with their seed. Your breasts heave with every ragged breath as tears stream down your beautiful, blue-eyed face. The other slime continues to thrust violently into your pussy, its movements growing more and more desperate as it empties itself deep within your soft folds.

The slimes take no notice of your desperate attempts to endure the assault as they continue their relentless violation of your body. The one in your chest finally reaches its limit, emptying its seed deep within your ribcage before retreating slightly to make room for another load. The other slime pumps harder now, its movements becoming more and more forceful as it releases its own supply of seed into you.

The goblins glance at each other, some reluctant and others eager to keep going. One of them steps forward, a cruel smirk on his face as he speaks, "Alright... but only for a little while." He gestures towards the pile of rags you'd been thrown on earlier. "Lie down and get some rest."

The goblins watch over you as you sleep, their small eyes glinting in the dim light. One of them grins wickedly and nudges another, gesturing towards your exposed body with a nod. Without another word, they begin to take turns raping and abusing your sleeping form once more, determined not to let a single moment pass without using you for their perverse desires.

Your soft moans of pleasure mingle with the sound of their grunts and gasps as they take advantage of your unconscious state.

When you finally come to, you find yourself lying on a cold stone floor. Your entire body aches from the orcs' brutal attacks, and you feel sticky fluids dripping down your thighs. Looking around, you realize that they have taken you back to their lair; there is no escape now. As you lie there, too exhausted even to stand, one of the orc leaders approaches, grinning cruelly.

"Well, well," he says with a sneer. "

"Looks like you've made quite an impression on our boys. They wanted to keep you around for their personal entertainment." He leans down, running his tongue along your neck before continuing. "Now that we have a plaything as delicious as you, why don't we make the most of it?"

Before you can even process what he has said, one of the orcs behind him forces himself inside you, beginning to thrust roughly against your aching flesh.

The woman's grip tightens on your arm as you attempt to escape. "Where do you think you're going?" she hisses, her eyes flashing with anger. "You belong here now." She pulls you roughly back towards the bed, tossing you down onto the soft mattress before climbing on top of you.

Her body presses against yours, restricting your movements as she begins to grind against your hips rhythmically.

Her words are lost on you as the woman continues her relentless assault, her breasts rubbing against your chest, her hips grinding against your crotch. You feel yourself growing hard beneath her touch and a strange heat begins to build within you. Despite protesting, a part of you finds this feeling... arousing.