[P] He hasn’t disarmed me, I stab. (Attack: 16 vs 17) [GM]: Miss

You swing with your dagger but you feel wet fingers grab your wrist and slam it down on the bed. You’re forced to drop the weapon. You also realize that no one is playing with your clit now. That hand is grabbing your wrist. That wetness is your juices.

The woodsman plants his legs between yours and forces them apart. He picks up your dagger and brings it to the crotch of your pants. “A pity.” He slides the blade down, splitting the pants open at the crotch fully, revealing both your holes. The blade brushes against your pussy as he works and you can’t help but shiver. [Stimulation: 21/100] You can’t believe you’re turned on right now.

The woodsman tosses the knife to the side and brings his hand back to your slit.