Chapter 12 Slavish

Aspen trembled in the goblin’s sweaty, vice-like grasp. He tried to squirm free, but the Brute tightened his grip and lurched closer.

For a second, Aspen froze as the Goblin Brute’s meaty shaft rubbed against his soft, white thigh.

Then suddenly, he did the unthinkable.

Without a second thought, ...

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