The Barbarian's Pleasure

I'd been lonely lately. Having accrued enough wealth to no longer need to go on the raids I was well off.

Now I just needed a little slave girl to warm my bed.

I'd considered a docile thing with a warm spot for me. But instead, I was intrigued by the spitfire commanding she'd not be touched.

I saw her body and thought her too tiny but when I touched her, I wanted her.

And what I want. I get.

Afterall, I'm a wolf at heart. And a full moon is coming.

She'll learn the way of things. One way or another.