My Mom and the Goblin King Ch. 02

My Mom and the Goblin King CH. 02

Welcome to the second chapter of My Mom and the Goblin King CH. 02.

I hope you all enjoyed the first installment and thank you for all the feedback both publicly and privately. I appreciate any feedback and support.

Again as a general warning this series will contain some of the following content wise:

Cuckold

Monster sex

Cum inflation

Pregnancy

These could expand so if that's not your cup of tea, fair warning.

All characters represented in this work are 18 years of age or older.

On to chapter 2!

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6. The Bladesmith

I must have woken up five or 6 times that night. Stordo and my mom must have fucked until the sun came up. All I heard all night was my mom's moans and his groans. I didn't think my mom would be so vocal but some of what I heard her scream was astonishing.

"Cum all over those big tits big boy! Plaster me with your hot cum." She said at one point.

"Make that fucking pussy yours. Make me your slut like my husband never could!" I heard before what seemed like their last fuck.

The sounds of the street coming alive and a knock at my door woke me up. I sit up and walk to the door. My orc bodyguard Grimm is standing there with a pile of clothes in his huge hand.

"Work." He grunts as she pushes the clothes towards me. After everything yesterday I kind of forgot that Stordo had found me a job. I take the clothes from Grimm and go back into the hut to change.

The clothes aren't too bad! Not really peasant rags but also not noble's clothes. I thought they might be itchy but they are actually quite soft. After fastening my belt I go back to the door so I can be escorted by Grimm.

Me and Grimm walk the streets, not really talking much. With him not speaking much English it's kind of tough. A few times I try to spark conversation but he just keeps walking, not even acknowledging. I was able to get some one word answers but wasn't really sure if he understood the question.

The walk to the blacksmith isn't that far. Maybe ten minutes or so. Along the way the different groups of creatures were kind of fascinating. I had seen them in my dungeons and dragons monster manual but the real thing is mind blowing. I walk around oddly half excited at what I might see next.

It might be from having a bodyguard but these people don't seem very dangerous. I know a lot of them are rejects and thieves but they don't come off really bad. Nobody even really pays attention to me. Especially wearing the same clothes as everyone, I blend in well.

Me and Grimm get to the blacksmith and I'm nervous. Grimm looks down at me before knocking on the door. A gravelly voice calls from the other side.

"Come in!" It shouts.

Me and Grimm walk in and I'm blown away by what I see. You generally have an idea of how a blacksmith would look but this was beyond that. Display cases filled with various weapons. All of them are gilded with beautiful and intricate designs. These aren't tools of war but more like art pieces.

My marveling at the display in front of me is broken by the sound of a stool being dragged across the floor. Suddenly a little...thing pops up from behind the counter.

It takes me a second to figure out what is in front of me. But the look of its head is kind of a give away. It's a kobold and a short one at that. We make eye contact before he speaks again.

"Ahhh this must be my new boy. Thank you Grimm you may leave" he says. Grimm nods and leaves. There is a rather long silence before he speaks again.

"You must be Alex, my new helper. My name is Slak but I prefer you call me Sir while we work." His voice is calm but a little raspy.

"Yes Sir. I must say your work is incredible. These pieces all seem like works of art." I say. He smiles a little hearing the compliment.

"Thank you Alex. I generally don't work with the general public. I do a lot of little repairs for extra money but most of my pieces are custom for specific clients. That's why I don't have big displays out front. If people can afford my work, they know where to find me." He says proudly.

"If I may ask, why set up here?"

"Although my work is to a masters level and nobles come to me from all over to buy my pieces there is no room in a lot of big cities for a Kobold like me. No matter how delicate the gilded work or the sharpness of a blade. I'm still the thing they kill in a mine" Slak looks serious. He starts to drift off a bit before speaking again.

"Enough of that! Let me show you the workshop and what you'll be doing. Follow me!"

Entering the workshop I'm mesmerized by what I see. Like I said, Slak is short for kobold. He only comes up to mid thigh on me. While he is short, he is clearly well built from working with heavy metals. His arms are muscular which gives kind of a funny appearance.

Slak has built his whole workshop to fit his needs. Everything has a stool or built in bench so he can reach it easier. The bellows on his forge looks to be custom made to make it easier for him to use. All around the room are little levers and counter waits so he can do this all by himself. Around the room there are half finished pieces. Some are already looking spectacular.

"This is my workshop and where all the magic happens. I'm usually here all day and into the night sometimes. So it can be more like home." He says.

"This place is incredible! Did you build all of this?"

"Most of it was custom made by me. As a need arose it was just easier to make it myself than describe it to someone else." Slak says as he starts to walk around the room.

"Your job for now will be simple. You'll be feeding the forge as needed. Getting me the ores I need from my dealer and running things around town if I need you to. I don't have a huge amount of work for you right now. Between jobs I'd like for you to study." Slak sits in his chair and points to a little desk with several books stacked on top.

"Yes sir, I'll do my best." I bow slightly.

"That's all I ask. You'll be paid daily for the first few weeks. I understand you don't have much money right now and have no problem paying you a day rate. I'm the future, I'll pay you weekly" he says.

"Yes sir. I appreciate that."

"I guess I'll show you how all this works for now. Then I need to get back to this piece I'm working on. You can study as I work" Slak says as he gets up.

Slak is a pretty gentle teacher. His tone can be gruff at times but he has no problem teaching me what I need to know. We go over the forge and how it works. I rest my hand too close and get a nasty little burn. We go over the sword making process a bit.

As much as this situation still has me feeling a bit nervous and uneasy. Learning from a little blacksmith in his shop full of beautiful swords and shields takes me out of that uneasy feeling for a bit. I start to actually get excited and really enjoy it.

Slak finishes going over the basics before telling me he needs to get back to work. As instructed I go to the little desk and sit in the hilariously small chair to study. I'm afraid at any moment the chair will break but it's not creaking too bad as I move.

The first book I pick up is about blacksmithing. The book is clearly old and rather thick. When I open it I find out why. It's written in several different languages. I guess something I never thought about is that a lot of the people around her don't speak English, or human as they call it here.

The book is fascinating and really detailed. I skim it at first to just get a feel for it. Also to see the various different languages. The first chapter goes over the metals and their properties. It's pretty detailed and some of it is kind of beyond me.

As I study, Slak is hard at work on a sword. I didn't get a good look at it. There must be a lot of detailed work. He has several magnifying glasses on his desk and a ton of little tools. I assume that desk is for engraving. He has a number of workstations around.

Slak worked at that station for what seemed like hours as I studied. The first chapter was hard to understand but as I read further it became more clear.

"Learning anything?" Slak says. Breaking a long silence.

"Yes sir. I'll be honest, some of this is over my head. But I think I'm starting to get the hang of it. I didn't think there would be so many metals."

"Eventually I'll have you work with them. Once you start to work with metal, understanding the differences is a lot easier." Slak says as he continues to work.

"I appreciate you taking me on. A job like this is really fascinating."

"I owed Stordo a favor and he said you seemed pretty bright. So it wasn't that hard of a choice to take you on" Slak gets up and walks towards my desk.

"I'm going to let you go a little early today. Not much to do and you studied well." Slak hands me a little pouch.

"There is ten silver in there. That's a decent pay around here. Considerably more than cleaning tables at some dingy inn"

"Thank you sir. I really appreciate it." As I finish my sentence there is a knock at the door.

"That must be Grimm here to pick you up. Enjoy the rest of the evening" Slak says. He nods towards me and goes back to his work.

I get up and thank him again for allowing me to work here. Walking to the front door I'm greeted by my towering bodyguard.

"I'm ready to go!" I say as Grimm looks down at me.

"Dinner." He grunts.

He didn't seem to say it like a question, more like an order. I figure it would be fruitless to have him explain further so I just follow him. It's evening now and the sun is starting to drop. The town looks kind of nice with the sun setting. I feel a little excited about my new job and the coins in my pocket.

7. An extremely odd "family" dinner.

Me and Grimm start our walk through town. I thought it would be nice to talk about my day but Grimm seems to ignore it. Well, he does seem to acknowledge some bits. He nods on occasions but I think that's more to entertain me.

The streets start to calm down as the sun falls. Street vendors start to close. Shops get ready for the end of the day. There are far less people walking around. I know there is a nightlife here just from the sounds outside my door. But this must be the time before that picks up.

I can see my hut and am excited to relax. Today wasn't too hard but not getting too much sleep has exhausted me. My heart drops though when Grimm stops us in front of my mom's door. He knocks and Stordo's familiar voice welcomes us in.

Walking in I brace for the worst but I'm surprised how normal the scene before me is. Stordo sits at the head of the table as my mom works in the kitchen. She is wearing a tight dress that looks custom made. Every curve of her body is on display but the dress itself isn't very revealing.

"Have a seat Alex, dinner is almost ready" mom says with an almost giddy tone.

I sit down at the other end of the table. Grimm sits to my right.

"How was work today Alex? Hopefully Slak wasn't too much of a hard ass." Stordo asks.

"It wasn't too bad! He didn't have much work for me so I just studied metals. He doesn't talk much but he's not bad to be around"

"You should learn all you can from him. He's one of the finest sword makers in the kingdom. Hell, the best on the continent" Stordo says. Mom approaches and puts a plate in front of him. He pinches her ass causing her to giggle.

Mom brings me Grimm a plate and sits down to my left. I notice she doesn't have one herself.

"Not eating mom?" I ask, concerned.

"Hehe, I was given plenty to eat this morning. Anyways I eat a bit as I cook" she says as she takes Stordo's hand.

We all start to eat and there is an awkward silence in the room. Even with the silence this feels kind of like a really odd family dinner. I think with my mom's home cooking filling the air it just feels very homely.

Stordo speaks up again "Your mom is starting her own job tomorrow night" he says with a grin.

I know what he means and the thought sends a shiver down my spine. But I ask anyway, I think hoping for some glimmer of hope.

"What will she be doing?" I ask.

"She has a little show at one of the local inns. I hear there is going to be a rather big turn out." Stordo grins and turns to look at my blushing mother.

"You should be proud Alex. All of those people are coming out to see your mom. They are paying Damn good money. Fifteen silver just to get in." Stordo goes back to eating.

My heart can't sink anymore. It's only been a day but I've kind of grown numb to this. I know deep down what's going to happen tomorrow night but still it hurts me a little.

We continue to eat and the room falls silent again. Mom and Stordo look over at each other on occasions. But for the most part the rest of dinner is silent. I finished my plate not long after.

"Dinner was really good mom, thank you" I say.

"Thank you dear! It was just something quick I whipped up. Do you want to stay for dessert?" She asks.

"No, I think I'm going to hit the hay. I've got work tomorrow and I'm a little tired."

My mom gets up and takes my plate. As she does she kisses my forehead. Grimm hands her his plate and we both stand up.

"I'll walk you out!" Stordo says, standing suddenly.

Stordo walks me and Grimm to the door. As he walks past mom he pinches her ass causing her to giggle.

We walk out the door and Stordo closes it behind us. He motions to Grimm who wanders off a bit.

"Alex, I wanted to talk to you." Stordo says in a firm tone.

"Well you have my attention."

"You have every right to be mad at me. I won't pretend like I'm some sort of good guy here or try to make amends. I'm a bad man and I do bad things. There are going to be a lot of situations that you aren't going to like. I'm not going to lie either. I'm going to make a lot of money off of your mom. In return I promise your safety and you will be allowed home." Stordo says as he looks me straight in the eyes.

"I don't know how to react to that. Am I supposed to thank you? For taking me and my mom away and using her as a fuck doll?"

"You aren't supposed to do or say anything. I thought I would just make my position clear. Don't pretend like you didn't enjoy the show yesterday." Stordo shoots back.

I didn't really know what to say. I was kind of stunned by how quickly he pushed back with that. We both sat there silently for a few moments before Stordo spoke again.

"Have a goodnight Alex, I'll see you at the show tomorrow" he smiles and pats me on the arm. He motions to Grimm who comes back over and walks me to my door.

As my door closes the weight of the day hits me. Stripping off my clothes and washing my face I fall into bed like a ton of bricks. I didn't even really work that hard today but the whirlwind of things going on is exhausting.

I start to drift off to sleep when I hear it again. The moans and groans of my mother and her new lover. The bed hitting the wall rhythmically.

"Fuck that pussy baby! Make me into a little slut. A little whore to be used" my mom screams. Followed by a groan from Stordo.

"Fuck this pussy is too fucking good!" Stordo replies. I hear a loud slap that I assume is his hand on her ass.

I'm so tired it doesn't even really phase me. The moans continue as I drift off to sleep.

8. Another tne silver

The knock on my door wakes me from a decent dream. I was dreaming about a day when I went out to an amusement park with a few friends. There was this gorgeous girl there and we ended up really hitting it off. The energy of the dream was so nice. Like I was floating on a cloud.

Me and the girl ended up splitting off and doing our own thing. Going on rides together and getting food. Right as the dream was at its height and we were about to kiss, the knocking woke me. Not a bad thing to start the day with though.

I already know it's Grimm and know he's picking me up for work. So I wash my face and try to wash my body a bit before putting on my clothes. I should really ask Grimm about a bathhouse.

Opening the door I see my towering bodyguard waiting silently.

"Good morning Grimm!" I say. He just nods and starts to walk towards work.

"Are there any bath houses around here?" I ask. He stops and turns to face me. He nods.

"Can you take me to one after work?" I ask. He nods again. Honestly it's hard not to laugh. Having a bodyguard who's a big hulking beast that just kind of nods is very funny.

As we walk I notice just how many scars Grimm has. His arms have what looks like layers of cuts and some nasty patches that look like old burns. Grimm clearly went through a lot before coming here.

His hands and knuckles really show it. A combination of scars and caloses cover his hands. Several fingers look like they have broken before. I inspect him for so long I almost don't even notice we are at work. Grimm knocks on the door and Slak yells for me to come in.

I thank Grimm for walking with me and close the door. It's noticeably hotter than it was yesterday. I walk through to the workshop and find Slak working the forge.

The speed that he works is incredible. I get completely lost in the show in front of me. Slak has what almost look like sunglasses on while he heats a sword and then pounds away at it on the anvil.

"Coals, boy" he says calmly while pointing at a bin.

I walk over and find a metal bin full of coal. With a pair of leather gloves next to it. I put them on and grab two handfuls to bring over.

"Is this enough?" I ask.

"Yeah that should be fine. Spread them out over there. Try to make an even layer." Slak says. His tone is calm but firm.

I do as I'm told and step back to watch him work again. The pounding on the anvil is extremely loud in the room but I'm so mesmerized I barely notice. I stand back a little more to give him more room.

Slak works like that for a while. What started as a very raw piece of metal slowly takes shape into a sword-like shape. He asks very little of me as he works. Just asking for a tool here and there. Eventually he stops and removes his glasses.

"That's enough of that for today." He says.

"You aren't going to finish it?" I ask. Slak walks over to a bucket and starts to wash his hands.

"I take my time with each piece. I could easily work on it today and have a sword done but looking at it with fresh eyes tomorrow let's me refine it more." He says as he dries his hands. He walks over to his desk where another piece sits.

"How long will it take?" I ask.

"Longer and longer the older I get I'm afraid. That one is nothing too fancy. I'll have it done by next week." Slak goes back to engraving.

I sit at my desk and start to read my books again. We both sit in silence for a while. Both of us lost in our work. The book I'm reading is getting deeper and deeper. The complexity is kind of beyond me but I try to retain it. I know a lot of this comes with practice.

"Will you ever teach me to make a sword?" I break the silence.

"Eventually. These things come with time. You pay attention to those books and you'll learn a lot. Once I think you're ready. We can work with metal" he replies. He has an odd warmness to his voice. We both go back to our work.

We work for a few hours then a knock on the door pulls me away from my book.

"That must be Grimm" Slak says. Not looking up from his work.

He reaches into a small drawer and pulls out some coins. Putting them on the corner of his desk.

"You pay for today. You did good" he never looks away from his work even as I approach him. Taking the silver coins I look at the piece he's working on. It's a sword with incredibly detailed engraving. It looks like a battle scene from what I can tell.

"It's beautiful sir." I say.

"Thank you, it's for a prince in another kingdom. A gift from his father for winning a campaign." Slak carefully engraves another line.