Husband of the Goblin Tribe

Chapter Twenty-three – In which Prima is made to shoulder some of the responsibility in teaching sexual education to her sister by Ark.

~~** Interlude | Prima **~~

Ark, my human Husband, was mad at me again. And it was all because of my stupid sister! She’s never been good at anything, and he knew almost immediately that she was head-stupid. He told me it was wrong to fill her belly with big seed and to make strong ones with her, but agreed to do it anyway on the condition that she stays with him from now on in his cave-hole.  I'll let him see what she's like for now, and wait for him to see how stupid she is before he wants nothing more than to kick her out of his cave-hole.

Jewel had to be present while he used magic, so when we went to her and he explained what he was trying to do with my sister, she came along with us without asking for anything in trade. Jewel doesn’t owe me or my sister any favors, but for Ark, she was quick to help.

Husband seems to have that effect on the other goblins. Having nothing other than his big seed to offer them, the others just… give him things. Goblins don’t give. Goblins trade or goblins take. It’s just another confusing thing about Husband that drives me to angry-think at him and call him stupid. I expected there to be differences between us, with Husband being a Human, but it just frustrates me when he does things that are just so… un-goblin.

I was finally able to see him use his digging magic for the first time properly. It was nothing like the Great Protector’s. His magic was small and took a long time, but he did as he said he would, and made a separate cave-hole for my sister just as he did for Berry’s strong one.

Two of the other goblins, Mushroom-picker and Bone-taker, came by with fresh straw for him, to which he immediately set about putting some of it down on the floor as fresh bedding inside my sister’s new cave-hole. The inside of it had a small square hole to look out of if she wanted, and a series of small long-square holes dug into the wall, one of which was where the three things Ark said she could bring were put.

After that, he began to use his magic to make two more things. One was the new bed in the center of his cave-hole, which was raised up past his knees and made into another long-square. It was covered with the leftover bits of fresh straw and mixed with his old straw, leaving Ark quite happy about it.

The next thing was yet another long square that sat upon six pillars which didn’t even reach his knees. He called it a table and said from now on, when any goblin came to eat with him, we would eat together while sitting there. It seemed like a useless obstacle, but again, Husband was quite happy with himself.  Husband put a bowl less than half-full of different colored berries on the table, and had Jewel, myself, and my sister, sit with him at the table and eat from it. It wasn’t… so bad. I could stretch my feet out underneath it at least.

Jewel and Husband talked for a little bit about visiting Bone-taker’s… Ivory’s cave-hole tomorrow, but Husband said he wasn’t sure if he would be able to. It might be pushed back for another day, but he also promised to make Jewel’s cave-hole more special, and that pleased her greatly. She left when Husband said the work he needed to do was done.

That left the three of us alone. Outside of taking her hunting with me once every five suns, I don’t usually spend this much time with my sister. I just check to see she has food, and tell her what she needs to know and what to do.

“Need Prima for next part. I… want show how work first.”

“How what works?”

“Big seed. Need you hop bed there, so can show what do with her after. Have time to see first, be less afraid.  Be less hard for all force her, since do new thing, big important to goblin.”

Ark was treating her almost as if she was still a strong one. But I asked him to do this, so I will do as he says for her sake. Not that I wouldn’t do it anyway, since I like getting big seed from him. I was able to understand the purpose of the high bed now at least. Ark wanted me to lie on my back first, and he made my sister stand by him, as he explained each and every thing he was going to do with me to her. Everything from touching and licking my fuckhole, to my rubbing my milkies, and how his seed-stick goes inside me.

It didn’t feel like the usual way he gives big seed, but it still felt good.

He also didn’t push into me at the end, instead pulling his seed-stick almost all the way back out of my fuckhole when he let his big seed spill into me. When he pulled it out completely, he showed her what his big seed looked like flowing out of me. Then he wanted her to touch his seed-stick with her hand. Ark said he was trying to make her as little scared as possible when it came to giving big seed, and I could see my sister trying to do what he asked with far less complication than usual when it came to me telling her to do things.

When she finally did touch it, he had put his hand on her head and told her she was a smart goblin. She wasn’t. My sister was stupid, and Husband knew it, but he felt the need to trick her, so I stayed quiet for now and let him. This was all for her sake.

Ark had me get on my hands and knees this time and gave me his seed-stick again. This time it felt much better. He pestered me by making me tell my sister how it felt and how it didn’t hurt. Then he asked her if she wanted to try.

My sister was not stupid for once and climbed on the bed, getting on her hands and knees like I was. Ark told me to move in front of her and hold her hand. He wanted her to have someone safe and familiar that she knew to look at, caring for her while he put his seed-stick inside her for the first time, not calling her stupid, and telling her she was doing good, even if she wasn’t.

Ark had taken a waterskin and washed her fuckhole with stream water from it and his hand before he did the licking thing with his mouth that felt nice. Then he proceeded to put his seed-stick inside of her slowly. My sister was nervous, and he gave me that stare from when he cursed me, so I also touched her head and told her she was doing good.

My sister reached for my hand and cried out as Ark pushed himself into her, then quieted again fast. He waited a long time and carefully rubbed her back and sides for a while before telling her he was going to move again. My sister who hardly ever looks me in the eyes was staring now, and she looked scared. Husband went slow with his seed-stick at first, and I could see my sister's fear turning to pleasure as she got used to it. Her mouth opened and she drooled. I nodded at Husband that things were well, and he continued to give her his seed-stick until he told us both that his big-seed was coming.

Ark breathed heavily, grunted, and then stopped.

He had pulled his seed stick out of my sister and immediately cleaned the blood off of it. He also washed the outside of my sister’s fuckhole clean again with more water. It was done. My sister would have a strong one in a few moons. Ark had sat on his bed and pulled her onto his lap, holding her carefully with her face pressed into his chest and his hands kept going from rubbing her back to patting her head.

Husband nodded to me once he seemed to have her tamed.

“Want Prima to hunt? Bring Husband some fire meat?” I asked him. I knew it was getting late and there was a risk of running into the Black-claws who prowled the forest at night, but I could find something.

“Please do.” He asked me, and I left my sister with him to go out and find something.

While hunting alone, I remembered the words of my long dead mother.

I was little back then. I was with Old One and she, me, and a few others who were still too young to get big seed were there to watch the third litter crawl out of my mother. Mother’s eyes were tired, but for a moment, when the strong ones came out of her, amidst her screams, she grabbed hold of me with her big hands, eyes suddenly wide open, and told me to protect them.

Mother knew among all the strong ones she had that I was the strongest one who crawled out of her. She had enough in her milkies to feed the third litter, but less than a moon later, she died. My sister and I were all that was left from all the strong ones my mother made in her entire life from big seed.

That was why I needed to make sure she received Husband’s big seed properly.

A goblin who is stupid like she is and can’t hunt good... if she can’t at least contribute by having a strong one, there is no place for her in the goblin tribe. Even I as the Guardian can’t go against that.

I wanted my sister to live, even if she was stupid, even if Ark didn’t understand the true importance of it all.

It’s… hard to talk with him sometimes. Many of the words he says don’t always make sense. It’s like listening to someone speaking broken gob. I wonder if we sound the same to him?

I returned to goblin-home by the time the half-moon was high in the sky. It took time to cook the fire meat from what I caught for Husband, and with a portion of it fresh and raw for both my sister and myself, I found those two exactly as I had left them. She was still sitting on his lap, and he was still holding her to his chest, only he was rocking back and forth, and saying words to her in his strange Human language. It sounded pleasant, but I had no idea what any of it meant.

But she was calm.

Ark carried her over to the table and placed her on the floor right next to him so she pressed up against his side while I gave them both their meat.

“Her name Vera.”

“is it Stupid-one's Human name? What does it mean?”

“Faith, Trust, Vision. Many meanings each Human tribe.”

“Why give her the name Vera?”

“She simple. Can only trust us, think we not hurt her.  Husband think exactly what we do.  Every time call by name, know husband did wrong.  Spend much time try to do right Vera future.”

I want to tell Ark he’s wrong, but for some reason I can only call him stupid. He doesn’t understand that he has saved her life by giving her big seed. I held back from telling him what would happen if he hadn’t, because I didn’t want him to call us all monsters again.

Why is it because we are goblins and he is a human he can just call us monsters anyway?

I ate my meat angrily in big pieces if only to make it harder for me to call him stupid. My stupid little sister is called Vera now? It doesn’t sound as good as Prima. I am the first-seed after all. It is the best name. Not a stupid name like Truffle or Berry or Lily.

I thought Ark would make her sleep in her new cave-hole tonight, but he invited me to stay and wanted me to sleep on the new bed made with his magic together with him and Vera. He had told her to bring one of the three things she wanted out to him, so she brought the bone charm I had Ivory make for her long ago. He then had her lay next to him, as she held onto the bone charm and clung once more against Ark, hiding her face in his chest. I was asked to sleep on her other side, so that she was lying in the middle between us.

Vera had quickly gone to sleep after Husband draped his arm over both of us.

He started a strange conversation with me afterwards.

“Prima, goblins believe in afterlife?”

“What that?”

Another of Husband's strange words that don't sound right in gob.

“Uh… if goblin die, part of goblin go next world. If goblin do good, go good world, if goblin do bad, go very bad world, Hurt much long time.”

“No.  We don't believe in that.  If a goblin dies, then a goblin dies.”

“Prima believe in gods?”

“Prima only believes in the Great Protector. Prima has never seen any God help the goblin tribe. Only the Great Protector has ever helped us.”

“Husband see…”

It was all he said for the rest of the night before he too went to sleep.

Did Husband still think I was a monster?