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"Goblins are not sex toys! Goblins are people too!" Zoma shouted from his little wooden box propped right in front of the goblin shelter. His words fell on deaf ears as humans would enter then shelter and mount the nearest goblin.

Zoma held up a sign with a crude letter that simply said freedom in both common and goblin. Zoma watched as his own sister, Shalla, was brought out of the shelter by two guards. She was already covered in semen and licking more off her hands. She waved at Zoma.

"Hey, I'm going to guard shack tonight. Don't wait up, keep fighting the good fight." Shalla gave him a smile.

"T-Thank you but maybe you could protest with me?" Zoma asked.

"Nope. I did tell a friend of mine to come debate you. He thinks he can change you mind." Shalla winked at her brother and stepped off.

Zoma spoke about the proudest accomplishment of the goblin people and their mechanical wonders that helped win several words. The sun was starting to set when Zoma sat on his body to catch his breath. He was hot, tired, and more than a little bitter. The shelter was cleared out, there were even a few humans that asked him about the other goblins.

"You look a little thirsty friend. Here have a bit of water." A deep voice rumbled as a large imposing human offered him a wine skin filled with water.

"Thank you." Zoma said and drank deeply. "Could I tell you about the goblin's and why they should be treated equally to the other races, Sir?"

"Of course I did come to debate you." The man sighed, "I am Walder, I am the captain of the guard that your sister is so smitten with."

"Oh. Well goblins are an amazing race that worked to forge the Geo-engine that powers most of the magi-tech in the kingdom." Zoma stared and noticed that man unfolded a chair to sit in front of him.

"Yes. I'm particularly fond of the part of goblin history when they figures out that Runic script had a harmful effect on the mid if mages. Saved a lot of lives." Walder nodded scratching his chin, "I doubt a single person in this city would have anything negative to say about a goblin."

"Everywhere I go, the other races just use as like sexual relief stations. There is even a law that says we are to be used to curb the appetite of citizens." Zoma grumbled but even as he spoke Walder undid his fly and let the sizable girth of his shaft rest.

"Well of course, while goblins are incredible inventors they are also known for their various sexual attacks on other races. The reason for the shelter is so that goblins like yourself can find relief and not be a danger. You aren't slaves but to live in this city you have a role." Walder said calmly while holding his cock out. "Tell me, Zoma, What do you think looking at my cock? Be honest."

Zoma looked at the cock a large pale organ with a mane of hair, Walder balls hung out as delicious looking orbs. "I feel a little emasculated but I don't feel anything beside a bit of arousal.."

A booming laugh came from Walder's mouth, "Ha. At least you are honest. I am evoking nobles rights. Aldermati, Walder Es Zoma, Valaci!"

The magic words reverberated through the air, Zoma felt the runes tattooed to his neck heat up for a moment before his vision swam. Fear crawled up his neck as he was now royals plaything, not only was he allowed to live outside the shelter but he was required to serve his noble exclusively.

"You've been talking enough that it's started to upset the other goblins. They have been asking me to throw you out the shelter Zoma... Bow." Walder said with a calm tone, there was no anger in the man's voice.

Zoma flinched and dropped to his knees fearfully. "Y-Y-Yes Sir. I didn't think I was doing anything wrong."

"You weren't but I have a stack of papers that say you should be thrown out of the village. All of them filed by the very same goblins that you are advocating for." Walder spoke as he removed Zoma's slacks, leaving the Goblin's sizable rump hanging out in the air.

"I'm sorry?" Zoma wasn't even sure what he was apologizing for but the way Walder smiled told him that the captain was in good humor.

Walder said nothing but removed his baton and began to oil up the widest portion of the weapon. A round ball of harden rubber with a metal core, he didn't bother preparing the goblin for his new toy. Walder simply shoved the end into the goblin without a word, Zoma squealed but didn't move. For all of the goblin's talk, he wasn't brave enough to fight back.

"Zoma. Here is the game I'm going to sit down on the box, you are going to put my cock in your mouth. Any time a goblin pass all you have to do is get just three goblins to say they don't like their treatment here. If you can get three then I'll treat you to the best meal you'll ever have." Walder pulled the tip out with a pop and pushed it back in. "If the first three say no then I will have every male goblin here fuck you in your tiny green ass, then I am going to fuck you myself and treat you to the best meal you'll ever have. After that you will be my personal toy, I love the feeling of a rebel's ass on my cock. I think I'll even let your sister clean my cock after fucking you."

"I-I-I'm sorry please take it out." Zoma moaned his ass burning with every movement. "I won't complain, I won't fight, I just w-wuh-wanted-"

"The first goblin arrives." Walder said pointing to an ashen hair female who waddled to the entrance to the shelter.

"Wanda! Please tell him that you don't like this treatment here." Zoma shouted.

"It's not so bad, I feel like a young girl when I pass by. A nice meal and a warm human isn't so bad. Mr. Walder here often helps me up the stairs to the human slums." Wanda cackled and shuffled into shelter.

"That's one I guess we should wait for the next one." Walder smiled before sitting down and pressing Zoma's head to his cock. "Start sucking."

Zoma placed his mouth around the human's cock, the sweaty musky organ made him gag but the smell touched something primal in him. It felt so wrong but it also felt like this was what he was meant to do. Zoma turned his gaze to his sister who stepped up to him without being prompted.

"Hey. So you convinced him to stop complaining?" Shalla asked while tapping the baton still hanging out of Zoma ass.

"Not quite we have a little bet going if three people complain about their treatment then I'll let him go. If they don't then I'm going to make him my personal little pet project." Walder said.

Shalla nodded and moved behind her brother, "I like living in the shelter. Though can I play with his butt a bit?"

"Go ahead. Loosen him up he is only one no away from getting reamed by all then shelters." Walder shrugged, "You're brother seems to be a pretty good goblin, I'm gonna enjoy our fun."

Shalla nodded, "I love him so I think it is my job to really get him ready." Shalla moved over Walder and plucked the oil flask from his belt. She rubbed a bit in her hands and stepped behind her brother.

Zoma felt his sister slender fingers sliding into his whole, they were quick and efficient at working him over while her other hand teased at his small green sack. One finger became two, which became three. Zoma's knees felt weak as his sister fingers reached deep enough to touch a sweet spot inside of him. He moaned in equal parts pleasure and embarrassment.

"Oh look a final goblin." Walder said as he motioned to a muscular hobgoblin, there were only four hobgoblin in the village and they were no different than the others on how humans treated them. "Zoma do try to convince him."

"Bruma, Please you are my last hope I just need you to say you don't want to be a human's plaything." Zoma said between moan's his cock dripped on the warm cobblestone road.

"And why should I do you any favors? If anything I'd tired of keeping the other goblins from stabbing you. If it wasn't for your sister, I'd toss you over the wall and be done with it." Bruma shrugged and looked at Walder, "I see you finally got around to dealing with him, anyway I like my treatment here. I get laid, fed, and none of my goblin's gotta fight for scraps."

Zoma paled as he realized that no one was going to help him, he felt his sister slide four fingers up his ass. Her hands were lovingly caressing his balls, incest wasn't a problem in goblin society but he never saw his sister in that light. Burma's hand rested on the back of his head before his head was forced down Walder's cock so fast he felt like her got punched in the throat. Unbidden tears ran down his face as Burma's hand nearly dribbled him on the human's cock like a green ball.

"Damn. Burma, are you mad?" Shalla chuckled. "Don't pick on him, Walder is already going to put him in the stocks, I think."

"Yes. I'm going to put him in a stockade right here with a guard. Every goblin that passes by going to have a go with him. Including the hobgoblins like yourself Burma." Walder rubbed a hand over Zoma's chin, "All tomorrow you'll see how much goblin's like what you've done."

Thirty hours later...

Zoma whimpered as he was finally released from his stockade, his ass leaked cum his legs were dried with cum. Zoma looked at man who was releasing him, the final man to plug his hole. "Walder?"

"Yes, little guy?" Walder said as he used a wet cloth to clean Zoma's thighs and legs.

"Please forgive me, don't hurt me." Zoma curled up into a ball and wheezed, he was too tired to cry.

"This wasn't a punishment for speaking your mind. You've protesting in a public traffic zone, that against the laws. You can bitch all you like but don't block the horses." Walder said with a shrug and tossed the rag away.

"So my little pet. Wanna try sauteed dragon with a bit of mushroom?" Walder said, "I did claim you as my own and we've probably got a while before your backside heals up enough to where I can feel a thing."

"So, I got all that for loitering fees?" Zoma mouth hung open in disbelief.

"Yep." Walder said while carrying Zoma in a bridal carry.

"Humans are dicks." Zoma whined.