A bonus

There's a good deal of celebration when you bring the boy back safely. You tell the king what happened down in the catacombs, and he explains that the sorcerer must have been his old friend who had betrayed him a few years before and tried to take away the throne.

You go to bed that night, glad not only that you survived but also that you are getting a very large amount of gold from the king.

The next day they throw a feast in your honour at midday, where you stuff yourself full of food and drink. Afterwards, you head back to your room to find Rithalle waiting for you. "My lady," you say, bowing to her, "to what do I owe the pleasure?"

"I came to congratulate you on your victory, Sir John. It was well achieved."

"It helped to know that I wasn't going to die."

"Yes... About that," Rithalle says, standing up from the seat in which she had been sitting. You can't help but watch the way that white dress of hers moves; it covers her bust, then narrows to cover only her navel in the middle and leave her sides bare, before widening out to her hips again. Plenty of dark caramel skin is on view to you, and it's a view that makes you salivate.

"There is something I have wanted to do since first I saw you," Rithalle says, walking towards you. "But I could not do it. I wanted, you see, to tear your clothes off and let you make mad passionate love to me."

"Oh?" you grin.

"But I could not until the quest was done... because I also saw, in my visions, that you would be the man who takes my virginity."

Your cock jerks at the word 'virginity'. "So you needed to wait until after I had rescued the prince, to make sure I survived," you finish, speaking calmly despite your growing excitement.

"That is correct." She stops just in front of you, and reaches out to caress your chest with her hand. "Come to my chambers tonight, at sunset. Then and there we will fulfil the second part of my vision, and you will fulful my desires also."

The rest of the day seems to pass too slowly for your liking. But soon enough it's over, and as the sun begins to set, you head to Rithalle's rooms. You knock and, upon hearing her call 'Come in', you step inside. It's a large room, and lavishly decorated, with a king-size bed to one side. She's nowhere to be seen, though.

"I'm out on the balcony," she calls. You follow the sound of her voice and step outside. You're high up on one of the towers, so the island and the rest of the city are spread out below you, while the red disk of the sun dips towards the ocean horizon, setting off a mash of colours in the sky.

Rithalle is lying on a couch as you step outside, but she stands up to greet you. She really is beautiful and you find it difficult to believe that she's managed to remain a virgin for so long. She wears nothing but a simple white shift and a golden anklet around one slender ankle.

"Sir John, I'm glad you could make it," she says with a smile.

"I wouldn't miss it for the world."

"I know. But I'm still glad."

You take her in your arms and kiss her deeply, crushing your lips hard against hers. She mewls as you push her backwards towards the couch, both of you eager to get on with the job in hand. You find the hem of her shift, which falls only to mid-thigh, and pull it up over her head. She stands before you naked except for the anklet, her exquisite dark body lit by the gold-burnt sunset.

"Lie down," you whisper to her, and she does as you say. Then you make her watch as you strip; you make her stare at your muscled torso, and quiver in anticipation at the sight of your huge manhood. You climb on top of her on the couch, spreading her legs around your waist. The head of your cock presses against the tight wet opening of her snatch.

"Are you ready?" you ask, and Rithalle nods in reply.