"Prima, before you take me back, would you show me your cave-hole?"
"Why want see?"
"I'm just curious about you, Prima. You're the tribe's guardian, aren't you? There's a saying among humans that you can learn a lot about someone just by seeing how they live."
She didn't reply with an answer to me about it. After a short distance traveled once more into the cave, we came to a stop in front of a reasonably sized hole.
"This Prima cave-hole. Inside Husband not touch."
"I won't touch anything, I promise."
She pulled on the rope lead which came from my bound hands and I entered her room. I was really quite surprised about how small it was in comparison to the breeding room I stayed in. Checking around, I saw a number of metal weapons in one area, some straw for a bed against a wall opposite the weapons, some dirty rags strewn about, possibly extra loincloths, and something very familiar resting on the top of what looked like a short tree stump.
"It's nice to see my guild card is safe with you."
"What guild card? Metal square?"
"Yeah, the item you have on the tree stump over there. It's something that tells those among the humans and other tribes of what my job is, what my name is, and how strong I am compared to any other person."
"What metal square do? Prima not hear metal square talk. Not speak gob?"
I couldn't help but laugh at the conclusion she had just jumped to.
"Do you see the markings on the card? Those are called letters. Think of them as words you see with your eyes instead of words you hear with your ears."
"Husband tell Prima what metal square say?"
I peered momentarily at my stolen guild card."May I hold it?"
She scowled for a moment before giving me permission.
"The first line of markings here say that my job is that of an adventurer. That means I go exploring and looking for fun things to do. The second line says my name, which you already know as Ark. The third, fourth, and fifth lines explain how I rank among the other human adventurers in different areas of strength."
"Husband strong for Human?"
"About that… the three areas of strength are Physical ability, Mental ability, and Magical ability. Uh, you can think of it as Body-strong, Head-strong, and Magic-strong I guess? I'm not so strong with my body compared to other adventurers who fight with their fists or weapons, but when it comes to strategizing how to win a battle or in using magic, I am strong enough to hold my own against others, or at least I used to think so…"
"Magic? Husband know magic!?"
"I do, but I can't use any of it right now."
"What Husband mean not use?"
"When I was captured, my wand and my focus orb were taken. I can't use magic properly without either of those."
"Wand? Focus orb? Not gob word! Explain!"
I stopped to explain about my wand and how it looked like a black stick with a feather wrapped around the handle, and my focus orb being a spherical quartz gem or shiny stone, mostly white but transparent when held up to a light source.
Prima shifted a bit when I mentioned the focus orb.
"You don't have to say anything." I told her.
"Prima not speak."
"Prima, your body language already told me you know where the focus orb is, or at least who has it. Don't worry, I already accept that it's not mine anymore. I mean, I don't even own a loincloth!"
"Husband want loincloth?" She asked in all seriousness.
I shook my head.
"I'm happy enough to stay naked and get to waste seed with Prima who cares enough to bring me fire meat each morning."
"Husband not get fire meat today."
"And Prima didn't get my seed-stick today either." I grinned.
"Husband tie up and no can use magic. Think Husband stop Prima from taking Husband big seed if want?"
"It could be fun to find out."
Her grin was much more malicious than my own.
She pulled the rope lead and pushed me down onto the straw pile against the wall in her cave-hole. Of course, I fully intended to let her do exactly that. She climbed on top of me like she had on the first night, and well, she rode me like a champ once more in her small dingy kind-of-a-hoarder's room. I wouldn't be a good Husband if I didn't let her get the pleasure of raping me into submission until she was satisfied and had a belly full of my seed again.
I had put my tied up hands to her chest and just made do with groping her pleasantly plump breasts until she was done and decided to rest on top of me once her cunt had been creampied again like a moldy oatmeal cookie sandwich.
"No care what metal square say. Husband stupid."
I still hugged her as best as I could anyway until she recovered enough to climb off of me and escort me back to the breeding room where she untied the ropes that bound me, and left me be, going back to doing whatever it was she did around the cave.
Though I was free to go to the shit-pit, I didn't have to relieve myself at the moment quite yet.
Wait… didn't Berry say she had the room next to the shit-pit?
Maybe… I could go see how she was doing, since I didn't see her before she left and Prima had woken me up. Prima was kind enough to leave me with some torchlight, even if some of it was used up when she took advantage of me, but it was more than enough to get me to where I was going. I almost envied these goblins who could see well enough in the dark where I couldn't. At least, not without magical means.
It wasn't a far walk to where her room was, and I had found her simply by following the sound of a rock banging against a wall. Peeking inside the room allowed me to see a kneeling goblin causing small chunks of packed dirt and stone to fall to the ground as she used a jagged rock with both hands to whittle away at a stone wall.
"Berry?" I called her name as I peeked into the room.
She turned her head immediately to see my face.
"Husband? Why here?"
"Just wanted to check up on you. Are you feeling okay? You left before I woke up."
"Berry… not expect much big seed from Husband last night. Now need dig cave-hole fast."
"Oh? Why is that?"
I probably shouldn't have asked that. Because she had turned around and I saw the answer immediately. She was fucking pregnant. Like… late term watermelon-belly pregnant. I'm pretty sure that's not how pregnancy works, even in this world that has magic in it. But it's hard to deny the reality of what I was seeing right in front of my eyes.
"May I come in? I promise I won't touch anything."
"Husband come. Not care Husband touch, but no steal."
"I wouldn't dream of it. I came to see you, Berry, not your things."
I entered her cave-hole and it was noticeably bigger than Prima's. I guess what they say about real estate is true in any world. It's all about location. Location, location, location. I walked over to her slowly and bent down onto one knee.