Gobak! To your Garrison!

Chapter 1: Shafted

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“Commander! Commander! We have an emergency!”

The wide-eyed sentry panted as he waited for Gobak’s response. The orc instead let out a heavy sigh and slowly turned to face the messenger.

“What is it Daugo?” he asked. Truthfully, there was an ‘emergency’ about every five minutes or so that required his attention.

“The mines sir!”

“Spirits of my ancestors…. Are they on strike again?!” he asked, face buried in his palm.

“No sir! They were blasting a new tunnel and opened up a goren nest! They’re pouring out by the dozens!”

Gobak stood up straight, regaining his composure almost immediately.

“Casualties?”

“None yet. The guards in the tunnel have held them at bay. Most have escaped to safety, but there are a few miners trapped in the cistern sir!”

“Get anyone that can heal to the east gate. I want those miners moved within the walls. Tend to the wounded. Get me five more guards at the mine entrance to catch any goren before they get out. I will personally go into the mine to get the remaining miners out!”

“Sir!” the guard saluted, turning on heel to run out the commander’s orders.

Gobak grinned broadly, reaching for his axe. The old warrior felt a rush in his veins as he seized the handle. It had been months since he saw combat. He followed Thrall through the portal to this Draenor without hesitation. He loved combat and lived for battle. He spent his youth battling Ragnaros in the heart of Blackrock Mountain, assaulting the Black Temple in Outland, through the frigid tundra of Northrend to Arthas’ door, through the mists of Pandaria, gaining years of experience and a body littered with scars, only to have Thrall give him this garrison. At first he was grateful to Thrall for the honor of leading Frostwall garrison. But, as time wore on and the Iron Horde was pushed back further and further away, combat became less plentiful and politics and bureaucracy more abundant. He could feel himself getting slower and lazier. He was losing his edge. He was incredibly bored.

He ran towards the mine, eyes fixated on the cavern opening. He hoped there were hundreds of goren in there. No! He wanted to find a thousand in there! He hoped they were the biggest, nastiest goren anyone had ever encountered in Draenor. The first that he came across stood no chance whatsoever. The creature barely had time to grunt out in surprise before Gobak’s axe was buried deep between its eyes. The goren gurgled and slumped over as Gobak’s moved on, axe pulling free with a sickening ‘slurp’. The next two fared no better. The first was kicked hard in the stomach, momentum carrying it into the wall of the cave with a sickening smack. Its partner bit down on Gobak’s arm, drawing blood as the orc laughed maniacally.

“You are hungry?” he asked rhetorically. “Let me fill your belly!”

He buried his knee deep in the goren’s stomach, the wind of its escaping breath whisking over his arm as the goren’s bite released. He head-butted the poor goren before bisecting it with one swift stroke of his axe. He then seized the goren whom he had kicked by the back of its head, as it tried to regain its composure, and smashed its face into the cold rock until it went limp and lifeless in his grip.

Hefting his axe on his shoulder, he ran deeper into the mine. Rounding the corner of the shaft leading to the cave cistern, he could hear a collection of voices screaming in fear. He tracked down the sources of the noise to see a pack of three goblins holding a goren at bay with a collection of mining picks and a timber rail. The goren swatted aside the weapons and opened its maw wide, preparing to bite down on one of the miners. She closed her eyes in fear, preparing for the grisly end, only to open them when nothing happened. Her eyes glanced side to side, looking at her comrades who stared wide eyed ahead. Turning to follow their gaze, her mouth fell open as the goren that was about to bite her hung limp from the cave wall. Its body pinned to the rock by a sharp axe.

“You there! Are there any others down here?” Gobak asked.

“N… no sir!” she squeaked. “We’re the only ones. We got separated from the others.”

“Do any of you require medical care?” he asked.

“Tizelle here took a bite on the arm.” She explained, pointing to the goblinette to her left.

“You?” he asked, pointing to the goblin on her right.

“Midja sir. I’m ok”

“What’s your name?” He asked, pointing to the initial goblin.

“Znookie sir.” She answered.

“I’m..” he began to introduce himself.

“Commander Gobak. We know! Who doesn’t know who you are around here?” Midja interrupted.

“Right…” Gobak replied, nodding his head in agreement. “Old habits I suppose. You can take the grunt out of the trenches… “ he mused, reaching into his rucksack to retrieve some bandages. “Let’s get you all fixed up.” He said, gripping Tizelle’s arm. She hissed in pain as he turned it over to get a look at the wound.

“I’ve seen worse.” He chuckled.

“Small comfort to my arm sir.” She laughed nervously.

“Let’s see if we can’t get some big comfort for your small arm then, shall we?”

He poured some ointment over the wound, a slight glow coming from the liquid as it seeped into the gashes. Tizelle whimpered in pain as he began wrapping the arm.

“Keep your eyes on the cave for me Midja.” he spoke, “Don’t want to get surprised by any more goren while we fix up Tizelle here.”

“Ok sir.” She nodded.

“Almost done here.” He explained, eyes locked on Tizelle’s. “You’re gonna be ok. I’ve saved folks from worse bites than this!” he chuckled.

“I can’t imagine a bite that hurts more than this…”

“A dragon bite does.”

“I’ve never been bitten by a dragon. “

“I have. A couple dragons actually.” Gobak chuckled.

“I’ve never even seen a dragon, let alone get bitten by one!” Znookie giggled. “Which one hurt most?”

“Deathwing.” Gobak answered without hesitation.

“You got bitten by Deathwing?!” Midja whirled around and asked in disbelief.

“Not so much bitten as chewed up and spit out.”

“How did you live?!” Znookie asked.

“I didn’t.” he replied in a matter-of-fact tone.

“But…” she began to ask.

“Shaman restored my body and spirit after the dragon fell. It was the only fight I’ve had that I was unable to finish.” A tone of regret in his voice.

“All done!” he reported, his cheerful tone returning. “Should be good as new in no time!” he added, holding Tizelle’s hand as he bent down to kiss her bandaged wound. A slight flush of jade filled her cheeks as she pulled her hand from his grip.

“Th..thank you sir!” she stammered.

“Ok. Let’s get out of here.” He mused out loud, reaching up to retrieve his axe.

They began making their way when the ground began to tremble beneath them.

“Cave in!” Midja squealed.

They began running when Tizelle tripped and fell, landing on her injured arm as she tried to brace herself out of instinct. A loud wail of pain came from her as she hit the ground. The others ran back to retrieve her, gathering her up to her feet. Just as they started to move, the roof of the tunnel gave way, solid rock coming down to fill the tunnel where they had just been moments before.

“NO!” Znookie screamed in panic. She frantically clawed at the rocks blocking their way to the surface. “We’re trapped!”

“Looks like it.” Gobak sighed in agreement.

“How can you be so calm?!” she shouted.

“Well, we’re in the garrison mine for one, so we’re safe for the most part. Goren have been cleared out of the cistern, so we won’t be getting ambushed here. And, the rest of the mining team is above ground and safe. So, it’s only a matter of time before they come looking for us. After all, it’s not like they’re just going to leave me down here to my own devices without checking on me.”

“It almost sounds like you’d rather not be found sir.” Midja noted.

“If you were in my position, you wouldn’t mind getting lost either.”

“How bad can it be? You’re the boss!”

“That means a never ending parade of problems for me. Spend my days putting out fires and my nights hearing complaints from every member of this garrison about anything you can imagine.”

“Such as?”

“The toilet paper in the outhouse is too rough.”

“Be serious!”

“I am.” He replied, a flat, deadpan expression on his face. “I wish I was joking.”

He bent down and rummaged in his pack again, coming out with flint and tinder. Using nearby pieces of timber, he started a small fire. The glow of the flame illuminating the cistern. The foursome huddled around, soaking in the fire’s warmth.

“So we just sit here and wait for help?”

“Yup”

“Ugh. I’m so hungry…” Midja whined.

“Me too!” said Znookie.

“Me three!” Tizelle chimed in.

“Lemme check my bag. Might have something you can gnaw on in here….” Gobak muttered as he rummaged in his bag.

“Gnaw on? Like a bone?” Znookie asked.

“I wouldn’t mind a bone to ‘gnaw’ on…” Midja whispered. Tizelle elbowed her in the ribs.

“What’s wrong with you?!” she whispered to Midja.

“What was that?” Gobak asked, pulling his head out of the rucksack.

“Nothing sir!” Midja and Tizelle answered in unison.

“Oh… kay?” he replied, a look of confusion on his face, gaze returning to his bag. “Aha! Jerky!” he shouted in triumph, pulling out a small drawstring bag. Opening it, he began doling out pieces of dried venison jerky.

“I can’t say I thought I’d spend my day trapped in a cave-in with the Commander feeding us his meat.” Midja sighed in amusement.

“Are you serious right now?!” Tizelle whispered through clinched teeth, mouthful of jerky. Midja just giggled.

“Yeah. Didn’t see myself sharing lunch with a bunch of miners either.” Gobak agreed.

“I assure you, we’re of legal age sir!” Midja protested.

“Oh! No no no!” Gobak protested. “I meant ‘miner’…” he explained, making a mining motion, “Not ‘minor’.” His hand being held out to insinuate height.

“She knows what you meant…” Tizelle sighed. “She’s just being difficult.”

“Am not! I’m as easy as they get!” Midja stated with pride. Znookie spit out a mouthful of jerky in surprise.

“No difficulty really.” Gobak said, oblivious to the game being played around him. “You guys have been such a big part of our success here!”

“Guys?” Znookie asked aloud. “What guys?!”

“Beg your pardon?” Gobak asked in confusion. “Have I offended you?”

“We’re all ladies ya know?” Tizelle explained.

“Who’s all ladies?” he stammered in confusion.

“Your mining crew sir!” Midja explained. “100% girl power down here!”

“Really?” he asked aloud. “I never noticed!”

“Oh, so we’re not womanly enough for you to recognize?!” Midja asked.

“No! No! Not saying that at all!” Gobak protested. “I mean I just never put it together that you were all girls. I’ve noticed that some of you were females!”

“Oh? So you were ogling some of us while we were working , huh!?” Midja accused.

“No! No! I’d never do that!”

“Why not?! We not good enough to ogle?!” Tizelle accused.

“No! No! You’re very nice to look at!” he stammered.

“Oh! So now we’re just eye candy! You hear that girls?!” Znookie accused. The three surrounded him as he sat, grinning from ear to ear as their commander sweated bullets.

“That’s not what I meant at all! Please!” he begged.

“Ok girls, let’s not torture the poor commander.” Midja coo’ed, hugging his head to her chest. “After all, he did save our lives! And, we all know he thinks we’re awesome at what we do!”

“Of course! Our war efforts would grind to a halt without the ore you provide!” he explained.

“And you all know that even he would admit without hesitation that we goblins are drop dead gorgeous!”

“Well, I do admit I have a weak spot for you goblins…” he sheepishly confessed.

“See! And you all know he wouldn’t hesitate for a second at the opportunity to get some sweet, hot, tight goblin pussy…” Midja growled, lust dripping from her voice.

“Yeah! I wouldn’t… wait.. WHAT?!” he asked, eyes going wide in surprise as he turned his gaze up to Midja’s face. She nodded at him as she bit her bottom lip.

“You know it’s true boss…” she whispered, reaching down to unbuckle a strap of her overalls, a plump green breast spilling into view, her thick, dark nipple growing hard in the cool air. “Give us a suckle boss, please?” she asked, pressing her nipple to his lips.

The situation he was in finally became clear to him. He felt a lurch in his loins as his body reacted. His lips parted, her nipple being greeted by his tongue as it wrapped around the nub and pulled it into his mouth. She sighed in contentment as she felt the gentle pressure of his suction begin. Her thighs began instinctively grinding together as she cradled his head to her bosom.

“Don’t forget us boss!” Znookie whined, shedding her overalls. She moved toward the pair, completely nude. Gobak turned his attention to her when he felt her press her body against his arm. He couldn’t help but notice her soft, pillowy breasts against his neck and shoulder. And, he could definitely feel the heat from her womanhood as she grinded on his arm. Midja moved to free her other breast, pulling Gobak’s head to give it the same attention. Meanwhile, Gobak moved his arm from between Znookie’s legs, wrapping around her waist to pull her close. He reached his hand down her back, between the valley of her buttocks, over her tiny anus, down to the lips of her pussy. She gasped aloud as he began rubbing along her slit, rolling her hips back to make it easier for him to reach her most private place.

“Aw yeah boss…” Znookie purred. “Pet the nice kitty!”

“Selfish girls…” Tizelle scolded, “What about the boss?! Look at the poor guy suffer!” she observed, pointing to the straining lump in his trousers. Like a cat, she slinked towards him on her hands and knees. Her eyes looked at him like a ravenous predator and she closed the distance. Taking her place between his thighs, she unfastened his britches, his thick, turgid cock springing into view. The fat head of his member glistened with precum in the firelight. Tizelle bent down, her tiny pink tongue slipping from between her plump jade lips to lap up the tangy juices issuing forth from his tip.

“How is he?” Znookie whimpered, Gobak’s long finger pushing between her labia to sink deep into her pussy.

“Mmmm… he’s so musky and meaty! Like a nice, juicy steak!” Tizelle sighed in delight. She stuffed the shaft into her mouth, head sinking down lower and lower until his heavy balls met her chin. Her throat bulged slightly from his thick cock, a fresh dribble of precum sliding down into her tummy. With the skill of a seasoned prostitute she began sucking him, head moving up and down on his cock in fluid strokes.

“Ooh! I think he likes that Tiz! He’s gonna suck my nipple off!” Midja husked. “What about you Znookie?”

“Oh gawds! I’m gonna cum so hard if he keeps strokin’ me like this!” she whimpered. Midja stared up at the cave ceiling as she enjoyed her commander sucking on her breasts. She was interrupted as she felt a hand reach and grab the hair on the back of her head. Znookie pulled Midja’s face towards her own, the two goblins began kissing, tongues swirling as their mouths pressed together noisily.

“Enough with the girls boss!” Midja huffed between kisses, “I need that mouth somewhere else!”

She slid off her overalls, the small thatch of orange hair between her legs, and her thick green thighs were glazed with her juices. She moved to place her right foot on Gobak’s shoulder, bringing her pussy to his face as she hugged Znookie, the two goblins resuming their passionate kissing, fondling each other’s breasts as Gobak’s fingers pumped Znookie’s now drooling pussy. He took a moment to deeply inhale Midja’s scent, her arousal filling his nostrils. His eyes closed in ecstasy as he lapped out to taste her vessel. Her juices rushed into his waiting mouth as he drank down her honey.

“Uuuummm!” she mewled, legs growing weak as her commander’s tongue explored her deepest recesses. Znookie kissed up and down her neck, bringing goosebumps to Midja’s skin, her nipples were hard as diamonds as they pressed into Znookie’s palms. Znookie herself cried out as Gobak’s thick thumb pressed itself into her tiny backdoor. Her back arched, pussy pressed firmly into his palm as his digit sunk deeper into her tight passage.

“Awww! How did he know I’m a butt slut?!” she sighed in contentment, hips rocking back and forth as she fucked herself with Gobak’s hand.

Gobak shut his eyes tight, doing his best to focus on fingering Znookie and eating Midja to the best of his abilities. He grunted aloud as Tizelle swallowed him to the root again and again, his mind racing to any thought that would stave off the impending orgasm that was sure to fill the little goblin’s belly. His body slowly betrayed him, hips lifting off the cave floor to thrust himself down Tizelle’s throat as deep as she would allow. He felt a tinge of guilt as he could hear her gag from his eagerness. It was short lived as he heard a purr of appreciation come from her throat next, then, Midja’s thighs close tight around his head and he could hear nothing more but the twin beats of their hearts thundering in his ears.

Midja’s powerful embrace grew impossibly tighter as she came first. A burst of thick cream oozed from deep within her pussy, sliding down his tongue to warm his belly. Her cries were muffled by Znookie’s tongue, pushed deep into her mouth, dancing with her own. Her back arched, hands holding tight handfuls of Gobak’s hair, pressing his face into her mound, while pushing her breasts into Znookie’s palms. Her whole body seized and began quaking as her moans turned to tiny whimpers. As her orgasm ebbed, she slipped away from the orgy, coming to rest on her pert behind, before falling to her back. She rolled about in ecstacy for a few seconds more, then collapsed, breathing heavily.

With his face now free, Gobak took deep breaths of his own. His hand withdrew from Znookie’s nethers, the goblin whimpering in disappointment. Her whines were short lived as he gripped her firmly about the hips with both hands. He lifted her from the ground, whirling her around until her back faced him. He placed her feet on either of his legs, her body straddling Tizelle’s as she nursed on his cock. With a gentle nudge in her lower back, Znookie bent forward, hands coming to rest on Tizelle’s ample behind. Her palms gripped firmly on each cheek as she felt Gobak grip her own backside. She pushed her hips back towards him while he roughly spread her cheeks open, revealing her now gaping pussy and pucker.

Gobak pressed his face between the two jade cheeks, his tongue finding its way into her waiting pussy. Her flavor was different than Midja, a lighter, almost fruity flavor to her vessel’s offerings. She stiffened as she felt his tongue wriggle deep in her tunnel, fingernails digging in to Tizelle’s backside. Gobak smiled as he felt Tizelle’s muffled whimper on his cock, the vibrations reminding him that his end was imminent. He took a deep breath and hoped that his suspicion would prove correct about Znookie. Withdrawing his tongue from her pussy, he lapped upwards, tracing the crease of her backside to her anus. She gasped audibly as he placed a single tender kiss on her quivering backdoor. Then, threw her head back and let out a long, loud cry of pleasure as he slipped his tongue into her back passage.

The commander’s suspicion was correct. The tiny goblin came almost immediately. A sizeable squirt of her juices splashed on his chest. Her upper body lowered until it almost rested on Tizelle’s back, while her backside lifted higher, straining on her tippy toes as she tried to force more of Gobak’s tongue into her now quivering butthole. She gurgled as she came body trembling and quaking, legs straining to lift her backside ever higher, until finally her knees buckled and she fell off to her side. She whimpered a few more times as her body quivered before she too went limp, gasping as she tried to regain her breath.

Gobak had little time to enjoy his victory of the two. His head tilted back until he was staring at the ceiling of the cave.

“Tizelle! I’m gonna cum!” he bellowed out, hips flexing as he hilted his cock deep in Tizelle’s throat. She made no effort to move as she waited for her prize. A groan from the commander preceded the first jet of hot cum that fired from his cock into her stomach. She pulled back slightly, letting the next strong jet fill her mouth, as did the next several. She held what she could, the flow eventually spilling from the tight seal of her lips around his cock to run down her chin. She let him slip from her lips as his cock went flaccid, drips of cum falling from its tip to splatter on her breasts. He too fell to his back, panting as he basked in the afterglow of an orgasm that rivaled any he had ever had before.

Tizelle watched her commander fall back, a sense of pride filling her at the job she had performed. Her mouth was filled to the brim with his thick seed. But, before she could swallow it, her face was cupped by Midja, who kissed her fiercely on the lips, the two sharing the commander’s cum. Znookie lifted her head to see the pair kissing, she understood what was going on and quickly moved to the pair to get a taste of Gobak’s seed. She cupped Tizelle’s breasts and pressed them together, pooling the cum that had fallen on them. She then buried her face in Tizelle’s bosom, lapping up all that she could find, moving her way up Tizelle’s chest and neck, until she joined them, tongues rolling about. The three shared what they could find until not a trace of cum could be found on Tizelle. They then turned to Gobak.

He barely had time to catch his breath before three ravenous tongues assaulted his limp, sensitive cock. They lapped at every inch, traced every vein, and covered his shaft and balls in kisses and licks, searching for any seed they could find. He meekly whimpered this time, his body overwhelmed with pleasure. They cooed in surprise as his cock began stiffening again.

“I didn’t get to cum, so I get to ride ‘im!” Tizelle stated.

“Fair enough…” Znookie agreed.

“No arguments here. As long as I get to watch!” Midja concurred.

“Don’t I get a say?” Gobak asked aloud.

“NO!” all three barked.

Tizelle moved to straddle his hips, lowering herself until she sat on his lap. His shaft lay pressed between them, her slick lips sliding along his length as she rocked back and forth. In one fluid motion, she rocked forward, lifting herself up ever so slightly, gripping and holding his cock in position, as she lowered herself back down on him. The fat head of his cock speared into her, puffy labia giving way as he slid into her pussy. They both groaned in satisfaction as she took him to the base, her chubby rump coming to rest on his balls. Midja and Znookie moved to either side of Tizelle, each grabbing a breast to suck on her nipples. Their hands dipped down between Tizelle’s legs to rub her engorged clit as she rode Gobak.

Tizelle grabbed handfuls of their hair and held them tight as she humped the commander. Her breath began to get more and more ragged as the pair assaulted her breasts and clit. Gobak grunted and tried to hold on as Tizelle’s vise-like pussy squeezed and gripped him firmly. The rhythmic squeeze and release working to coax more of his seed from his heavy balls.

They worked in unison, hands and mouths moving in a blur, bringing Tizelle to the edge at break neck speed. The goblin got her wish to cum in spades. The dam in her body broke with a triumphant cry as her tight pussy clamped down, trying to strangle the life from Gobak’s cock. The delicious pressure on his cock was too much, balls pulling tight as cum rocketed up his shaft to fire deep into Tizelle. She cried out in triumph as she felt the commander flood her fertile womb with his potent seed. She didn’t know if orcs and goblins could breed, but the thought of Gobak’s baby growing in her little body gave her another orgasm, her body convulsing as she squeezed his still spurting cock.

Gobak sat up to hug Tizelle to his body as he came. His arms wrapped tight around her as she rest her head on his chest. The two laid back down on the cavern floor while Gobak’s cock throbbed and pulsed in her pussy. They stayed like this long after his flagging member fell from her lips, a gush of seed and goblin girl cum oozing from her freshly used hole.

The three regained their composure, sharing a few last passionate kisses before diving into the cool water of the cistern to clean up. They got dressed and returned to the fireside, falling asleep in each other’s arms after an eventful afternoon.

A sudden rumble woke the foursome. The rocks blocking the cavern fell inwards, as a team of goblins in shredders moved to push the rubble out of the way.

“Commander? Are you down here?” a voice called out.

“I’m here Vivianne. Along with the survivors.” He answered.

“Excellent. Do you require any assistance?” she asked.

“We’ll just need some food and a good night’s rest Viv.”

“I can understand the sentiment…” she replied sarcastically, sniffing the air and giving a knowing look. “I may need to talk to you myself commander… when you have time that is…”

“Ok Viv. Let’s get these girls to safety first.”

Gobak smiled to himself as he looked out the window of his command center. It was about time to make his rounds. He figured he’d take a stroll down to the mines and check on the miners. It wasn’t combat, but he did enjoy the rush he got from taking on several ‘opponents’ at once. The girls had told the others of their dalliance. And, now Gobak found he had a bit of a reputation among the female mining crew. They worked hard for him. And, it only seemed fair to let them use him as they saw fit. He also made sure they got anything they wanted as well.

He smiled as he rounded the corner of the newest tunnel. At the end he saw Znookie picking away at a vein of blackrock ore. She had her back to him as she worked. Her tight body glistened with sweat as she stopped to wipe her brow. Quietly he moved up behind her, hands coming to rest on her shoulders.

“Hiya boss!” she smiled. “Come to visit?”

“It’s been a while. I wanted to see if you missed me.”



“Of course I did!” She smiled back at him. “Course if you wanna drop my overalls, I can show you just where I missed you…”

“Oh, I think I know…” Gobak grinned. He lifted her up onto a nearby rock. She leaned forward, bracing herself against the cavern wall as Gobak unfastened her overalls and slid them down. Her sweaty body glistened in the torch light as he reached into his britches to fish out his cock.

“Hurry up boss. Foreman’s gonna get curious if I don’t show up with ore soon…” she mewled.

“You got it.” He grunted, lining his cock up with her anus. They both groaned as he pushed into her with one long stroke.

“Best job perk ever…” she sighed as Gobak humped her backside, squealing with glee as he came quickly inside her, she rushed to pull her overalls back up before his hot cream could ooze out.

“Keep up the good work!” he smiled as he playfully swatted her on the rump.

“Sir!” she saluted, returning to her work.