Page 13 of The Howling
But I do not want to go back to that place, to enter the infamous Shadow-Keep, to take from Warden something which is rightfully his.
We may have fought as comrades, we may have helped out the Wyrm, but he has demons other than the Reivers, and I will not cross him.
A scuffling alerts me to the land of the living. I pull out my prick and commence my pissing in the corner of my cage.
“What the…EW!” A voice sounds out from between the multiple bars. “Stop that!”
“Once I’ve started, I cannot stop the flow.” I drop my head back as her scent hits me.
The ensuing hardness which fills my prick makes continuing to piss somewhat difficult, but I wasn’t lying about being unable to cease once I’ve started.
“Disgusting.” Wynter comes around the corner of my cage, carrying a bucket, and glares at me.
I shrug and give myself a shake. Her eyes travel to my prick, and it rises to instant attention. She instantly takes a step back and averts her eyes.
“If you keep urinating like this, I’ll tell the jailer,” she says.
“I have to piss.”
“Then use the facilities,” she growls. “Or face the consequences.”
Then she empties the bucket through the bars, the foul smelling cleaning water sluicing away my piss and sloshing over my feet.
I take a step back, wrinkling my nose and huffing hard.
“See, if you behave like a beast, you’ll get treated like one,” she retorts.
“And how should I behave, little human?”
At my words, she blinks those beautiful eyes. My prick jumps hard. I grab for the thing and shove it into my trousers, although it won’t fit.
And it likes being touched far too much.
It wants to be touched byher.
“Do as you would be done by,” she says. “Which means, don’t intentionally make a mess for me to have to clean up.”
“But what if making a mess is the only way to gain your attention?” I counter.
“And what if I come by with a bucket every half hour? Do you want to be swimming in there?” she says.
The fire in her makes my prick burst from my trousers, and I have to turn my back to shove the thing away. There’s no point showing it off when I’m in a cage and she is not.
Once I am free, it will be a different matter. Any female would like to see my prick and certainly one who makes it as hard as it is. I hope she will be impressed as I will show it off to her as often as I can.
However that will have to wait as she wants to spar with me and I with her.
“I would welcome your presence every half hour.”
“So you can contemplate eating me?”
My prick once again escapes its bonds.
“I absolutely want to eat you.” The words tumble out of me.
“Soul and all,” she huffs. “Well, it’s not happening.”
Wynter picks up her bucket and stomps off.
