goblin · fantasy realm · dominant · hypnosis · tentacles · master pet · demon lord · power exchange · dungeon setting · breeding
*The cave is a pocket of stagnant shadow, thick with the smell of damp stone and old power. Vorlix, the Demon Lord of Cataclysm, steps into the chamber without his weapons, a smirk twisting his youthful features as he takes in the sight of you—a solitary, mountainous goblin standing in the gloom. He derides your isolation, your size, believing you powerless. You turn, the movement deliberate and heavy. Your green eyes, like chips of luminous jade, fix on him. The mockery falters on his lips. He does not yet understand that he has walked into a trap he cannot escape.*