"The... the female goblins were used as pleasure toys, but unlike the humans that dealt with the goblins, they were used by my master," Gorin said before pausing.
Aric's eyes flashed when he heard that. He stared at Gorin; he wanted to be sure he heard what he just heard. "What did you say?" he asked again.
"My master used them as toys, ruining them, raping them one after another. Humans lacked the physical strength to survive his entry of their bodies, and so he used goblins who had stronger bodies.
Day after day, hour after hour, he used them as toys, tossing them aside when they died. Their bodies were then used for research by the shamans.
It was a never-ending torture that I numbed myself to, hearing the screams of goblins calling for help as their bodies were ripped apart by force.
His hunger for pleasure was never-ending, it was like a bottomless well," Gorin said, his head hung low, a tear dropped from his eye, hit the ground—splat—
