You are woken early the next day, and ride hard all the way to Eholin, leaving your bare cunny sore from rubbing against the hard saddle – and a little wet, too.
She is allowed through the city gates without a challenge, but as she walks through the city, she slows. You realise she is proudly displaying you to her people. Eholin is a beautiful city, but the elves who throng its streets all seem willing to pause to gaze at you as you ride past. You blush at the feel of their eyes on you, but you can’t deny it’s exciting too.
Finally, you stop in front of a huge mansion. You dismount, and she takes your chain again. |