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Goblin Debts	By : errihuseamonster Category: +S through Z > World of Warcraft Views: 6087 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter 6
The sun was coming up as Merridy slipped
through the door of Mul�jin�s shack. The troll was sitting naked at his table,
dozing. He sat upright with a jolt as she closed the door. A light flickered
on, and she blinked.
�Spirits protect me, mon!� Mul�jin
exclaimed as he saw her. His red troll eyes rolled over her form. She leaned
seductively against the door and gave him a sultry gaze. �I didn�t �spect ya be
comin� �ere lookin� like dat, but I ain�t complainin�!� Merridy smiled.
�I took a few minutes to freshen up. I hope
you don�t mind,� she purred.
�Not at all.� He couldn�t tear his eyes off
her as she stalked towards him in a hip-rolling walk she�d learned drove men
wild. He rose as she approached, and she could see that she�d already got him worked
up. His penis stood like a soldier at attention.
Merridy leaned across the table at him,
letting her rump rise and her tits jiggle. She looked up at him with a
flirtatious, side-long glance. �So, big boy, you ready to find out what a
night-elf can do?� Out of her peripheral vision she caught a sight of his
mighty manhood twitch. Oh yeah, he was ready. So was she, actually, she could
feel the wet slipperiness between her legs already. She smiled and licked her
lips.
Mul�jin�s chair clattered to the ground
behind him as the troll moved towards her. He caught her in his massive hands,
one supporting her back while the other ran through her hair. She felt his
searing dick pressed against her stomach as he took her mouth in a frenzied
kiss. Somehow he managed to avoid damaging her with his curling tusks.
He pulled away from the kiss after a minute
and gave her a challenging gaze. �I�m gonna fuck ya �till ya walk bowlegged,�
he growled as she gasped for breath. The troll slipped his hand through the slit
in her dress and found her sex. She wasn�t wearing any panties.
He grinned and slid a finger inside her.
�Looks like ya be ready for me already. Brace yaself, elf!� he roared, and
tipped her back onto the table. A pile of scrolls stacked where the table met
the wall was disrupted by a close encounter with her long ears and went
thumping to the ground with hollow thoonk sounds. He flipped the front
flap of her skirt up and pushed his body between her legs. Then with a grunt,
his dick found her sex and he was in her, hard and fast. She was glad she was
already hot for it, because it seemed Mul�jin�s idea of foreplay consisted of
diving right in. But oooh, he was so big and hard and felt so damn good in her
slick depths.
The weight of his upper body pressed her
into the table. The furniture creaked and thumped as the impact of his wild
thrusting banged it into the wall. Merridy gasped for breath, moaning. One
rough hand pushed aside the thin halter strap on one breast and squeezed her
hard. The other pushed her hip up to give him deeper access. Each pounding
thrust wrung an ecstatic cry from her.�
Tusks brushed against her neck, then an
electric combination of pain and pleasure raced through her as he bit her and
held her with his teeth. He didn�t break skin, but a part of her noted that�d
she would probably have a bruise there. She closed her eyes and arched her
back, surrendering to the wild troll between her legs. She whimpered as she
came. The pressure on her neck grew as he drove deep into her, and then just as
she thought he could go no farther, shoved a little deeper. She felt him spurt
inside her, filling her up with so much cum that it squished out of her and ran
down her ass onto the flap of her skirt.
But Mul�jin was far from done. As she panted,
he hoisted her to her feet with one strong motion. She wobbled a little as he
walked her over to his bed at the other end of the shack. With a little push,
she fell face first onto the bed, with her ass in the air. She was not quite
ready to move yet, but she puzzled at the sound of something being squirted,
and then something oily was rubbed against her asshole. Then her eyes went wide
and she yelped as the troll slowly pushed his still-hard member into her
puckered exit.
Thank Elune he at least used some fish
oil! she thought through the initial burn of his
entrance. Then he began to slowly fuck her ass, and the pain subsided and was
replaced with pleasure, especially when he reached one arm around her front and
started diddling her clit. She sprawled on the bed in front of him, shrieking.
Pretty soon she was coming again, and she heard him grunt before basting her
insides with more of his hot cum.
Her troll lover was still for about ten
seconds before he pulled out of her and rubbed his still-erect dick against the
inside of her thigh. She began to consider that the stamina potion she�d
quaffed was just not going to be enough as he drilled her hot pussy yet again.
Hours later, Mul�jin finally passed out.
Staggering, Merridy gathered her stuff (and the box with the book in it),
planted a kiss on the sleeping troll�s bulbous nose, and stumbled out of the
shack. It was a testament to her determination that she could move at all. She
considered for a moment that it seemed she was indeed bowlegged as she began to
drag herself to Duchene�s.
***
Duchene passed a nervous night with the
knowledge that Merridy was supposed to go to Gruben�s. Morning came, and she
still hadn�t returned. Morning gave way to midday, which gave way to afternoon,
and he was starting to really worry. The only thing that kept him from freaking
out was the fact that the rest of Booty Bay continued its daily business as
usual outside the doors of his pleasant, upper-deck flat. A break-in at
Gruben�s would have been major news, had it been discovered. It would have been
the talk of the town.
He sat facing the door, a string of beads
clicking quietly in his hands � more a strategy to relieve anxiety than any
kind of piety. He tried not to dwell on what might have happened to that elf.
A thump on his door had him jerking out of
his slouch and preparing to answer the door. Before he could do more than rise
from his chair, the door opened and Merridy staggered in, slamming the door
behind her. His eyes widened as he took in her appearance.
She was wearing some kind of boudoir dress
that revealed more than it concealed, a dress which looked to be stained with�
something he suspected he knew the identity of but didn�t want to dwell on
overmuch. She was dirty and smudged, and there were several bruises and scrapes
on her neck and chest, not to mention other places. One of the bruises on the
part of her hip he could see peeking through the �dress� looked something like
a large thumbprint. Her hair was disheveled and matted with sweat and other
substances. She smelled strongly of sex.�
�Merridy! What the hell happened to you?�
he exclaimed.
The rogue gave him a saucy grin and a wink,
and handed him a book. He took it wordlessly, without looking at it. Right now
there was a wounded woman who required his attention.
�A troll.� She said, smirking.
�Light, Merridy! I think you might have
gone above and beyond the call of duty on that one.� Duchene grated. He
extended his hand to the night-elf, who took it gratefully, and led her to a
chair, before pausing and saying, �on second thought, maybe you shouldn�t sit
right now. Lie down on my bed, I�m going to heal you.�
Merridy smiled tiredly at him and allowed
the undead priest to half-carry, half-lead her through his small apartment to
the bed in the other room. She grunted in pain as she lay on the bed. Duchene
took a step back and examined her briefly before weaving his hands together and
chanting. Golden light formed between his hands, then flared, flowing into her
body. The black bruises faded into the normal purple of her skin, the cuts
closed, the swelling vanishing and dissipating into unwounded flesh. There were
no doubt other changes unseen, inside her. Within a few seconds she was whole
again. She heaved a sigh of relief.
�I don�t think I would ever do that again
without having a priest or healer of some type on hand to help speed recovery,
but I had fun all the same.� The rogue stated. �You should look at that book. I
went through a lot to get it for you.� She suggested cheerfully.
Duchene rolled his eyes and opened the
book, scanning through a few pages. He stiffened as he realized what he was
reading. He flipped a few pages, read, and flipped some more. Then he closed
it, having seen enough for now. �You�re going to have to get this back to
Gruben. If he notices it missing I don�t think he�ll take it well.�
�He won�t. It�s a perfect replica.� She
replied.
�A what? That�s�,� he began, but the elf
cut him off.
�I got a mage friend to do it. One of the
conditions was he didn�t open it. I returned the original before I went to give
M-uhh my friend the rest of the payment.� He quirked an eyebrow at the rogue�s
slip.
�I don�t suppose you were about to say
Mul�jin, were you?�
�Uhhh�� Merridy avoided his gaze.
�Don�t worry. Mul�jin�s fairly trustworthy.
So he demanded your body in payment did he?�
�Not really,� she said, blushing, �He asked
a hundred. I only had fifty. So I told him fifty and suggested I�d fuck him for
the rest of it. He accepted the deal.�
Duchene sighed and fished in his robes for
his money pouch. He counted out one hundred gold and handed them to Merridy,
who accepted them. �You were smart to make a copy, though I�m sorry you had to
pay for it that way. If I�d thought of it I would have given you some money
just in case something came up, but I didn�t think of it. I�m sorry Merridy.�
He apologized.
�Don�t be,� she smirked, �I had fun.
Besides, I knew you�d heal me right up. By Elune, you wouldn�t believe how long
a troll can go! From sunrise �till this afternoon he had me on my back. If I
hadn�t brought along a potion or two I�d probably have been in a lot worse
shape.� The night-elf�s voice was clearly impressed. �But that�s done with. Is
the ledger enough for you? It looked like it might be from what I saw. That�s why
I decided to have it copied.�
�Yeah,� Duchene said quietly, dangerously
�It�s enough. It�s more than enough to get Kian out of there.� He reopened the
book.
Just as Merridy had noticed, the goblin was
obsessive in the level of detail in the ledger. Duchene smouldered as he
flipped through the record book. The first entry was dated the first day she�d
come to town. It was more a journal entry than a financial ledger, expressing
intent to possess the draenei. As time went on, there were financial records,
records of Gruben buying out the draenei�s debts from other moneylenders � with
interest fees and debt transfer charges tacked on each time, making it higher
and higher. He also enticed her to his lending business, using a confusing
contract (he�d kept a copy pressed between the pages � Duchene even had a great
deal of difficulty deciphering it and he was an old hand at goblin contracts)
that allowed him to recall the loan at any time for any reason.
It didn�t stop there. There were receipts
for the construction and furnishing of the room in his house where Duchene and
other clients had visited � Gruben had the audacity to add that to the charges
on Kian�s balance. Gleeful notes littered the margins of the things he planned
to do to the girl before whoring her out. There was a set of letters between
him and an engineer, detailing the construction of a special, magic-suppressing
collar with built in pain circuits. It was obvious that the goblin had gone to
extensive effort to entangle the draenei in a financial trap that would allow
him to take her as his indentured servant, and force her into a life of
prostitution. This was not merely a matter of a financially na�ve girl
stumbling through the goblin lending system, this was a deliberate attempt to
gain control of Kian.
Duchene fumed. Unfortunately, none of this
was illegal (though it was discouraged) under goblin law. All of the things
Gruben had done were technically legal. And Kian had signed the
contract.
Then he turned a few more pages and
discovered Gruben�s undoing. He found a set of letters between him and the
Bloodsail Buccaneers, sworn enemies of Baron Revilgaz. According to the
documents, Gruben had been feeding them some of the proceeds of his one-girl
pimping business � campaign support. Duchene possessed in his hands damning
evidence of collusion and conspiracy. He carefully removed the letters and
placed them in his bag, smiling a down-right evil grin.
�Find what you were looking for?� Merridy
cooed.
�Indeed I did. I think I need to make a
trip to visit our friend Gruben.� Duchene muttered. He looked at the night-elf.
�I�ll be relocating, I think. Gruben isn�t going to take this well, and I don�t
think Booty Bay will be a good place for me to stay after this. I�ll send you
mail once I know where I�ll be.�
�You�re going to go through with it then?
Best-of-luck Duchene, you�re not bad for a dead guy.� Merridy said, getting up
to go. �She must be really something, if you�ll leave your home over her.�
The undead shrugged. �No place has ever really
been a home for me since the plague. One place is as good as any. I was getting
a little tired of fish anyway.� He started to pack the contents of the small
apartment into his collection of high-capacity magic bags. Merridy gave the
distracted priest a quick kiss on the cheek, and left his apartment. He had
work to do.
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