Curl back beside Zakrog

The guards are too close, you tell yourself. It's an excuse, to be sure, but you are tired from pleasuring Zakrog and comfortable curled beside him on the soft pile of pillows. You snuggle your body up against his and lay a hand across his chest. When the guards enter the tent they find you asleep beside their king. They leave you be.

You awaken before dawn and discover Zakrog still snoring beside you. You feel sore from all of the vigorous sex and you feel a heaviness in your bladder.

Your eyes are drawn to the modest totem of Zakrog's prick, fully erect and lightly crusted with the various juices of the night before. The urge suddenly strikes you to slide that prick between your full lips and awaken Zakrog with pleasure or to swing your legs across your new master's wide body and impale yourself on his cock. Or perhaps you should just wait and see what is his desire when he awakes.

Wait, what are you thinking? Now is a perfect chance to steal the potions! You look at them sitting beside the pile of cushions, so easy to steal, and yet your eyes are drawn back to the goblin king's cock. You can hear guards approaching once more, perhaps to rouse their king for the day. If you are going to steal the potions you had better make that choice immediately.

This might be your last opportunity to escape.