"Tell me," she said, reaching for his cock, then deciding on his balls. Yes, there was nothing quite like holding a man by the balls. She gripped his heavy stones tightly in her hand. "Who are you making your pigmen for? Talk now or the real pain starts, Rigar."

His cock stiffened against her hand. She squeezed. Harder.

"Aaaaaah," he cried in agony, lurching forward. She relaxed her grip and his head lifted. Face red. Clearly in pain but smiling. "That’s it? That’s the worst you have?"

"Tell me, you fried freak," she hissed, kicking him onto his back. Rigar moaned, helpless, his cock reddening and standing erect as Maya pressed her heel against his balls.

The sorcerer grunted, groaned, his abdomen tensing and relaxing several times.

"Oooh, pleeeease! Not thaaaaat," he moaned.

Maya’s face was burning. Anger and a curious, annoyed arousal heated her blood as the sorcerer toyed with her.

Fucking freak. Fucking sadist! He wanted pain? She’d give him pain. Perverts only understood one thing. One thing only. Pain. Pleasure. Well, she could do that. All the bards sang about it, didn’t they?

"Talk!" she growled, baring her fangs, her pupils slits as she planted her foot on his cock, pressing it down, her heel grinding against the root of his balls. "You piece of fucking slime. Talk, or it’ll go hard for you."

"Ooooh! I’m already soooo hard for you," he moaned.

Maya growled, the sound rising from deep in her chest. "Just answer me you sicko!"

Rigar groaned, rocking under her foot, rubbing himself against her heel. "Mmm... Well, if I do, it will be sure to piss of Meena. And she’s very good at causing pain... Alright, deal!"

"What? Just like that?" Maya said.

"Sure!" giggled Rigar. "This is going to be wonderful! Maybe she’ll bring out the hot pokers again."

Maya grimaced. "Just... just talk!"

"Alright. I’m creating an army of savage pig monsters for the Black Horde."

Ice water poured down Maya’s back. Her ears flattened and her eyes widened. "You’re lying," she hissed, viciously pressing her weight down his cock. "The Black Horde was destroyed twenty years ago during the Autumn War!"

"Ooooh! I wouldn’t daaaaare lie," Rigar moaned, arching a little under her. "Who knows what kitty would doooo. And if I lied, mistress would have noooo reason to punish her weak, pathetic minion. Ah. But if you don’t believe me... mmm... why not to go to the next room?"

Rigar jerked his head towards a dark doorway fitted in the howling maw of one of the statues. Maya glanced back at him, then to the door.

"Don’t move," she growled.

"Would that cause... punishment?" Rigar asked hopefully.

Maya grimaced and kicked him hard in the side. Rigar doubled over, wheezing and moaning, but with an expression of utter ecstasy.

Confident he wouldn’t be going anywhere for the next minute or so, Maya moved towards the opening in the mouth. A crude ramp had been constructed up to it, and the catgirl peeked through.

Beyond lay a wide chamber, another ritual space, though one of far more elaborate means.

The floor had been cleared of rubble and ancient pillars carved with intricate symbols supported an encompassing balcony, fallen in at several points.

At the far end of the room stood a ring of stone held up by strange, monstrous sculptures of bestial creatures from some forgotten age, and in the ring shimmered a mirror of rippling magic. Static crackled across it, hissing and sparking.

And then there was the goblins.

The runty monsters had gathered in their masses, leaning on spears and weapons.

Cackling and chattering, milling about in the chaos of their kind. More than three hundred of the monsters, to Maya’s stunned estimation. She’d never guessed such numbers could be here. A veritable army of them.

She bit her lip, shrinking back. The thing in the ring must be a portal. An ancient one by its size, currently inert, or unfocused.

But where could it lead? Maya glanced back at Rigar as the human writhed on the floor. Well, she at least had some means of learning it.

She moved back towards him, only to pause, her ears perking up at the sound of heavy footfalls. Well, not quite feet. The clopping sounded like hooves. But they were definitely heavy.

She turned towards one of the entrances to the room, cocking back her arm, knife ready to throw.

"Don’t think you’ll need that," a familiar voice said.

Maya let her arm fall a notch. "Dinah?"

Out of the darkness stepped the priestess in white, her smiling face as unruffled as ever.

The same couldn’t be said for Maya when she saw the two hulking pig creatures duck out of the shadows behind the priestess.

"Maya! Behind you!"

"Peace," Dinah said, raising her hands. "They mean no harm. In fact, they’re with me."

"With you? How’d you manage that?"

Dinah’s smile deepened, her hands caressing the chins of the two monsters, who grunted in appreciation. "Mmm. I tamed them with a song."

"You can’t be serious."

"Do you doubt me?"

Maya’s nose twitched. The stink of the pig monsters was heavy, and Dinah had been with them long enough to reek of them. But their smell seemed more deeply ground into the priestess than one would expect from a musical styling, unless it was the horizontal rumba.

Nonetheless, Maya let her knife arm fall, her expression grim. "Well, whatever the reason, I’m glad you’re here."

"Really? That is a change. Need help interrogating another prisoner?" Dinah said, looking down at the groaning Rigar.

"No. We’ve got bigger problems," Maya said, jerking her head towards the opening.

Dinah made a gesture, leaving the two hulking pig monsters behind as she joined the catgirl.

She looked through the opening, her lips pursing at the sight of the goblin horde. "My," she said. "That is a lot."

"Yeah. I could cave it in with my bombs on those pillars, but then we’d be trapped with them."

"Mmm. Perhaps not," the priestess said, tapping her chin. "That portal. I may be able to alter its location."

"You can? Where’d you learn to do that?"

"I’m a woman of many talents, Maya. I thought you’d know that. Wait," she said, looking closer. "Something’s happening."

Maya turned back to the tunnel, peering closely through. The goblins had stopped their milling about and had gathered with something resembling order, their eyes craned to the balcony overlooking the chamber.

A woman had stepped up to the rail, clad in a black cloak, its open front revealing firm breasts held in a leather corset and a leotard that left bare her naked legs and thighs.

Her fingers grasped the railing, and even from a distance, Maya could fill tension pricking all down her spine and to the tip of her tail. That woman was bad news.

Maya didn’t need to see how the goblins gave her their utter attention to feel it.

"Goblins!" the woman said, spreading her hands. "The time has come!"

A great cheer erupted from the warty little monsters.

"Meena! Meena! Meena!"

"That’s right!" the woman crooned, smiling deeply. "The time has come to..."

She was suddenly joined by an enormously fat goblin, huffing and puffing, a crude little crown askew on his head and ratty curtain of a cloak fluttering.

But it wasn’t the goblin that made Maya groan, but one of two naked elves who emerged. "What the hell is she doing there!" Maya hissed as she spotted Ava.

It was a question apparently not far from Meena’s mind, judging by how the sorceress was staring at the lovely elf.

Ava smiled and gave a little wave, prompting Meena to blankly wave back, catch herself, and turn a furious glare at the goblin chief.

"Oh for the goddess’s sake," Dinah groaned.

Maya glanced to Dinah, then followed the priestess’s gaze to another of the tunnels opening into the chamber, just in time to see several more goblins drag an unconscious Arman into the room, pulling on a rope that held three frightened looking village girls.

"Fucking dammit all," Maya groaned.

"Indeed," Dinah murmured. "Do you have a plan?"

"Guess we’re improvising," Maya said with all the loathing of a student to the words ’pop quiz’.

"Any thoughts?" Dinah said.

Maya looked back, her eyes fixing on the pig pen and the milling hogs held within. Wheels turned in her mind, her ears flicking.

"Yeah," she said, fangs gleaming in her smile. "One or two..."

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