Submission of the Goblin Kingdom

  Overlord of the Goblin Harem 2

  G. Ayersome

  Copyright © 2024 G. Ayersome

  All rights reserved

  The characters and events portrayed in this book are fictitious. Any similarity to real persons, living or dead, is coincidental and not intended by the author.

  No part of this book may be reproduced, or stored in a retrieval system, or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic, mechanical, photocopying, recording, or otherwise, without express written permission of the publisher.

  ISBN-13: 9781234567890

  ISBN-10: 1477123456

  Cover design by: Art Painter

  Library of Congress Control Number: 2018675309

  Printed in the United States of America

  Contents

  Title Page

  Copyright

  Chapter 1

  Chapter 2

  Chapter 3

  Chapter 4

  Chapter 5

  Chapter 6

  Chapter 7

  Chapter 8

  Epilogue

  Overlord of the Goblin Harem

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  Chapter 1

  The ragtag mob of goblins moved in a parade of sorts. One goblin pounded a massive drum, attempting to provide a rhythm, but the beat of their feet hitting the ground was too discordant. Their eyes darted around, and soon the marching goblins began crashing into each other or tripping over their feet, falling face-first only for the line to continue marching, stomping their faces into the muddy ground. Even the birds stopped singing as they watched the goblin circus with curiosity.

  Training them into a disciplined army was harder than I expected but there was some progress. Before, they didn’t even know how to march.

  I sat on my throne, sipping fruit juices as I tried to keep my moans of pleasure suppressed. Tu-Tu’s head bobbed on my cock, going up and down even as her little tongue stroked my tip, sending shocks of pleasure through me.

  “Mmmmffhfff”

  She moaned with my cock filling her mouth, mixing with the dirty wet slurping, and sucking sounds.

  “Good. Tu-Tu,” I groaned as the pleasure built up within me. My body shuddered as the sensations became more intense and as if sensing it, her tongue intensified the attack on my cock, her lips sucking harder.

  The sight of the Goblin “army” marching became hazy, her moans tickled my senses as my body tensed.

  “Fuck..I…am cumming!” I growled just as my cock erupted inside her mouth.

  She let out an excited squeal, her eyes sparkling as she eagerly swallowed every drop. Her tongue flicked out, licking my limp rod like a kitten until it was all clean.

  Once she had finished her task, she pulled back and gazed up at me with her cute, round eyes. I couldn’t help but give her a headpat, making her purr like a satisfied kitten.

  This clan had a notorious reputation for their raiding prowess. So I subjected them to relentless drills, trying to turn them into a force of skirmishers that could go against a human military.

  In our cult, we were taught to meticulously plan everything and relentlessly rehearse every conceivable scenario. We drilled these plans over and over, yet we were so sure about ourselves that when the Paladins finally attacked, we found ourselves caught off guard.

  The horrifying memories of that day were seared into my mind, replaying like a relentless nightmare. The anguished cries of my fellow cultists as they were effortlessly cut down. Even our leaders, with all their power and knowledge, were no match for the devastating might of the Paladin order. In the midst of the chaos, I ran clutching the dark grimoire.

  But now I am here and I will not repeat the same mistakes they did.

  I will turn the Goblins into my army; they will be the first step toward my rise to power.

  I stood up, lifting my pants as I walked towards the gathered goblin force.

  Several hundred, best from all the villages from the tribe gathered before me. In front were relatively larger and scarred Goblin leaders.

  “Tu-Tu, translate,” I commanded and Tu-Tu came running towards me.

  “During the war, everyone will make groups, as I say.”

  I explained and Tu-Tu began saying something in goblinish.

  “I give commands and the fight goes to my plan. Each mob is going to be divided into gangs. My lieutenants…”

  However, Tu-Tu suddenly stopped translating and turned toward me.

  “Loo-ti-nenti” She mumbled, her voice filled with confusion.

  “My underlings,” I corrected and her face lit up with understanding and continued. They were the best I had, of course, I had killed many of the strongest goblins when I conquered them so I had to do with what I got.

  “My underlings will lead each mob and their underlings will lead each gang. ”

  The gangs, of course, were a combination of fighters, archers, and messengers. The goblins communicate long distances by whistles like the chirping of birds from crude flutes, which was quite impressive.

  “Then all of your healers will be joined to make healer gangs. They will hide behind and heal the wounded.”

  The goblins looked at Tu-Tu with different expressions, some yawning with disinterest while others tilted their heads in confusion. However, the lieutenants listened intently, their gaze sharp.

  "Do you understand?" I asked, my voice calm but serious. With a flick of my hand, I summoned a raging flame on my palm, casting a yellow glow over everyone as it radiated heat.

  The goblins instantly straightened their backs, beads of sweat forming on their foreheads as their eyes widened in fear. They nodded vigorously, their earlier uninterested expressions evaporating in the face of my power.

  "Good," I whispered, letting the flame dance a moment longer before extinguishing it.

  “Now go back to training.”

  Chapter 2

  Walking through the goblin village, I felt their eyes on me, fear and reverence mixed in their gazes as they gently bowed while pating before me like water, creating a clear path as I moved forward with purpose. The crude huts and ragged tents of hide were dwarfed by the large house of wood and stone that towered over them. It looked like an ugly and small manor house but compared to the houses in the village, it was like a towering castle.

  It took many months but under my direction, the Goblins managed to erect the building. Much of the construction material had to be "borrowed" from the abandoned human village just outside the forest. The once-thriving settlement had been left to decay, its empty homes now a convenient source of wood, stone, and metal.

  I had to oversee almost every single step but they did just as I commanded and in the end, the Goblins managed to build something that managed to beat my expectations. And it seemed that the lessons I had taught the, were already taking root throughout the village. As I walked among the Goblins, I noticed that their crude huts had begun to improve. The ramshackle shelters were being expanded and they were adding some of the looted furniture to their own homes.

  Tu-Tu walked before me, her chest puffed out, head tilted up and back straight. She wasn’t humble in the slightest about being my right hand and translator. But it was none of my problems.

  She was useful and I could fuck her anyway and anytime I wanted.

  As we stepped through the entrance, the atmosphere shifted, the rough exterior giving way to the relative warmth of the large living room. Bear hide rugs and fur mats covered the stone floor, their textures adding a rugged coziness to the space. The walls were adorned with tapestries woven by goblin hands, the fabric depicting crude symbols and wild beasts in chaotic patterns, a reflection of their untamed nature.

  The air was thick with a floral fragrance that permeated the room. In the corner, a primitive clay incense burner rested on a low wooden table. The burner was roughly shaped, its surface uneven and marked with small, deliberate carvings. Smoke curled lazily from the top, spiraling upward from the smoldering herbs within, the tendrils of smoke mingling with the air and filling the house with its heady, earthy scent. The aroma was also meant to keep troublesome insects out and it was certainly working.

  But I wasn’t here to smell flowers or some nonsense like that; I had needs and that blowjob wasn’t enough.

  “Ha? Ah-eeeeh!”

  Tu-Tu squealed as I grabbed her by the hair and dragged her towards the bedroom. Throwing her at the soft mattress on which her small Goblin figure bounced before coming to rest. But she didn’t get any time to process when my hands grabbed her loincloth and ripped it apart, unveiling the shiny green bubbles on her ass.

  My palms wrapped around her waist, caressing her lewdly curved back, feeling her leathery skin up and down right as she stretched her body seductively while purring like a feline. Her butt perked up, gently swaying as if asking to put it inside her.

  My hands grabbed fistfuls of her ass cheeks, fingers squeezing her ass and making her squeal softly. Her body shuddered as my hands kept squishing her little ass and then my fingers slipped between her legs, exploring her wet Goblin hole.

  A moan escaped her as my fingers pushed inside, spreading them inside her, pushing against her soft wet walls and each motion made her vibrate. My fingers played with her body, her little moans filling the bedroom and her butt vibrating arousingly. And

it was lighting a fire inside me.

  I wanted to fuck her- hard.

  Real hard.

  And her body was all mine to use.

  I began undressing, letting my cock free from the prison and it jumped out ready to pound her Goblin pussy. And a moment later, I grabbed her by her thighs, hands tightening on her before yanking hard,

  “Hiya!” She screamed as I dragged her, my hands lifting her ass from her thighs like I was pushing a wheelbarrow. And I dragged her hips straight towards my cock, which impaled her pussy, penetrating deep into her tight Goblin hole as she wailed like a slut.

  Her walls enveloped me, the sheer tightness overwhelming my mind with electrifying sensations that made me shudder, My hips began moving the friction, making me see starts and to the same rhythm, and my arms began yanking and shoving her entire body using her thighs, bringing her crashing on to my thrusting hips, making her scream like a lust-crazed animal.

  But I wasn’t that different, the burning desire was driving me to fuck her harder, her body was continuously rocked back and forth, my hips crashing onto her to send her flying forward, only to be yanked back by my arms straight towards my hips, driving my cock even deeper in a storm of pleasure.

  The debauchery happening in the room, a human fucking a Goblin pussy, my big cock thrusting into her tight hole. It was dirty but it felt so insanely amazing.

  Better than any human woman alright.

  Groans escaped my lips, like steam escaping from a kettle that was heating up. But it was not enough.

  And all that power was making my arms and hips move faster, relentlessly fucking her as I was driven to the limit.

  “Waaaaaghhh...Mastaaaaaah”

  She screamed her lungs out even as she was being dragged and pushed mercilessly. Her hands that had kept her upper body balanced on the bed lost their strength, and her face fell on the sheets. But I kept thrusting and my hands kept rocking her body, dragging her face back and forth on the bed as her lewd screams grew louder.

  “Mastahhhhh!” She let out a loud ear-splitting scream, her body shuddering and her fingers sinking into the sheets. Then the world flashed white as the pent-up pressure exploded outwards, like a dam breaking it flowed through my cock, filling her Goblin pussy until the cream came oozing out, and when my rod slipped out, it came flowing out like a waterfall.

  Tu-Tu fell to the bed, letting out a loud satisfied sigh as she fell asleep on my bed.

  However, there was no time to rest. I hastily pulled my clothes back on and then silently slipped out of the bedroom. My steps were quiet but purposeful as I made my way to the wooden door at the end of the hall, its surface etched with runes that spiraled and twisted like decorative vines. As my hand reached out, the runes began to glow with an ominous red light but the moment my fingers touched the handle, the glow shifted to a deep blue, then faded away completely, as if recognizing my presence. I pushed the door wide open revealing a dark room, its walls made of the blackest stone.

  In the middle was an altar with a simple wooden chair. Upon the altar was a missal stand that held the dark grimoire. As the door closed behind me, runes etched on the walls began glowing for a moment, spells I had created to protect this room from intruders.

  I waved my hand as I approached the altar, and two candles flickered to life, their flames casting a warm yellow glow that bathed the entire room in light. The illumination was more than sufficient as I settled into the chair before the altar. Even the missal stand shimmered with glowing runes, though these spells were different from those on the walls or the door. These were designed to contain the cursed magic bound within the grimoire.

  The runes protected my mind, allowing me to freely read the book’s contents without the usual side effects: no searing headaches, no weird voices whispering insidiously in my mind.

  Sitting down on the chair, I opened the book and instantly a surge of power flowed through my body.

  Yet I avoided being distracted and aimed my focus on the words. Studying spells one by one.

  Soon I will learn all of its secrets and the power will be mine.

  Chapter 3

  Even with the magic containing its power, the effects couldn’t be contained entirely. The more I read, the more I felt like the words were floating first gently hovering and then as if they were riding on waves.

  The incantations, the gestures to detailed rituals, and even the ingredients needed for spells. I was eating them up even as the effects grew, first I began feeling lightheaded, and then I could feel sweat building up on my skin. I felt cold and shivers went down my skin. But I couldn’t stop yet.

  I wanted more.

  Then suddenly a bell echoed, walls vibrating as its resonant boom filled the village. The sound was instantly recognizable—it was the massive alarm bell looted from an empty village. I ordered them only to ring it if they urgently needed my presence.

  There was something wrong, or the Goblins were panicking needlessly.

  I quickly pushed myself to my feet, and it felt as if a fever had been lifted from my body and the nausea began to gradually fade but some of the fatigue lingered in my mind. I closed the grimoire and packed it up with me.

  As I left the room, Tu-Tu joined me, naked and drooling with her hair messed up. She rubbed her eyes as she looked at me in confusion.

  ◆◆◆

  The moment I left the house an armed Goblin screamed, “Mastah!!!”

  It jumped as he pointed his finger toward the end of the village. Other Goblin warriors were also taking up arms and gathering into units as I had previously directed.

  Tu-Tu jumped in front of me, listening to the Goblin who talked in Goblinish before turning towards me,

  “Goblin clan messenger! here!”

  “Send the biggest warrior to meet them,” I ordered as I walked towards the entrance. But instead of taking the path through the village, I made a detour, going between the mud huts and hide tents, Goblins inside peeked out curiously, and the moment they saw me they cowered inside.

  They fear my power…

  I will have to make them respect my power. Fear is only better than being hated, respect brings loyalty.

  So far, the only one whose loyalty was sure was Tu-Tu.

  I found a spot, a narrow gap between two huts, where I could stay hidden and observe the commotion. From my vantage point, I watched as one of the larger goblin lieutenants, decked out in full gear and sporting an absurdly massive feathered hat, led a sizable mob of warriors toward the village entrance. Despite their numbers, the outsider they confronted towered over them, seated atop a massive wolf nearly the size of a pony. The beast's eyes gleamed with a predatory intelligence, and the goblins, for all their bluster, seemed dwarfed by its sheer presence.

  But I was sure my goblins would be able to take just one rider.

  Tu-Tu joined me and whispered what was happening,

  “Message from big, wolfie riding clan, Wolf-Queen, say we join their clan or they take us with force”

  “Tell them to surrender to us, or get lost,” I instructed.

  Tu-Tu nodded and slipped away, making her way to the goblin, who was currently acting as our clan leader. She leaned in, whispering my message.

  The rider snarled, shouting something incomprehensible, his voice full of venom, as the wolf beneath him growled. Then the rider kicked the beast and the wolf let out a piercing howl before spinning around. The ground trembled as the massive beast bolted away, kicking up a cloud of dust as it rushed out of the village.

  The situation was clear, I would have to go to war. My mind instantly went to calculating all the factors, my hands and fingers were shaking, am I panicking?

  No…

  I could barely contain my smile.

  It was perfect.

  The best opportunity to test my little army, conquer more Goblins, and finally put the spells I studied to use.

  “Mastah!” Tu-Tu came running towards me but stopped in surprise,

  “Mast-tah?” She cocked her head

  “We are going to war, and we are going to win” I replied,

  She threw her fist up as she jumped like an excited girl,

  “Yeah! Mastah!”

  “Come on, we need to make a plan,” I said as she came beside me, humming nonchalantly even as we were about to go to battle.

 

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