Entering Feldvale

The ominous warning about not submitting was ringing in my ears as a followed the road into Feldvale. It was still a dirt road, but this one seemed to be used quite frequently. Golden fields of wheat soon closed in from both sides as the soft wind carried the alluring scent of fresh bread right up to my nose. I was still hungry, even if less so after the nun had so… generously donated her lunch to me. I felt a tingle in my lower parts when I remembered how it felt. To be ordered around by her, to kiss her heels and massage her soft feet.

Never before had I viewed women as anything other than someone to protect and fuck. Caring, kind, quiet, those words described the perfect woman in my mind. Still, the reaction of my second head made it unmistakably clear that some part of me enjoyed what happened. Whichever way I turned it, she gave me food. Better than the other Baronies, where I had to resort to petty theft to survive. While the humiliation stung, the hunger stung significantly more.

As I awoke from the messy yarn-ball that my thoughts were right now, I noticed a small pond just off to the side. It was like a crystal-clear spot in the middle of the golden field, a diamond in the rough. Remembering the nun’s comment about the smell of my clothes, I took a quick look around and spotted nobody nearby. It couldn’t hurt to make a better first impression when I arrived in the first villages, so I tore off my dusty clothes, put them in a neat pile by the water and then dove in head-first. I took a few long strokes underwater, enjoying the blissful freshness of the pond. When I resurfaced, the water was already so deep that my feet couldn’t reach the bottom. I shook the water from my hair and rubbed my face free of dirt, a lovely feeling. My dry skin was drinking up the water as layer after layer of sweat and dirt washed off me.

On a different day I would have swam a bit to warm my muscles, but I was exhausted enough from the journey. When I reached the shore again, I quickly noticed that my clothes were nowhere to be found. The grass was still flat where I had placed them, but there was no trace of even a scrap of cloth. Fantastic.

I got out of the water to look around, revealing my nude body to the sun. A tall body with ropey muscles and barely any grams of fat, the body of a warrior… at least it was, 25 pounds of muscle ago. A multitude of blade scars ornated by arms and legs while one large burn-scar covered most of my right flank. Finally, my centrepiece dangled between my legs. When in action it reached about 7 inches, which had always been enough for my purposes.

There was really only one option: someone had stolen my stuff while I was in the water. I was just about to get angry and start looking for the thief, when I heard a melodious giggle from among the crops. A woman emerged with a playful spring in her step which made her short hair bounce up and down. She was dressed in tight leather clothing which accentuated her bust and wide hips, a robe hung loosely around her shoulders. Her purple eyes shamelessly took in my whole nudity while a mischievous smile decorated her face.

“Would you look at that, a filthy pervert is running around naked in our peaceful barony… tsk tsk tsk.”, she cooed as she approached, “What would the guard think?”. I was shocked at her brazenness, “How… what… give me my clothes back!”, I finally demanded and quickly moved towards her. Then I remembered my nakedness and stopped, covering my privates with one hand and pointing an accusatory finger at her with the other, “You took them, didn’t you?”.

The woman tilted her head to the side, “First a pervert, now you accuse an innocent woman of theft. You are quite something.”, while her voice mimicked outrage, her smug smile never wavered. I gritted my teeth, shame be damned, her arrogance was too much for me. I lunged at her and grabbed the pretty neck of the smaller woman, raising her from the ground with one arm, “Give my clothes back, NOW!”, I rumbled. Her feet were kicking wildly as she struggled for breath. Her gurgles indicated that she wanted to say something, so loosened my grip just enough to stop **** her.

“You are very exposed.”, suddenly her smile was back, then one of her flailing kicks finally found its target. It smashed into my jewels with enough **** to send me to my knees immediately. I couldn’t breathe as the explosion of pain shut down my whole body. Keeled over struggling for breath, I stayed down for at least ten seconds. When I had recovered enough to raise my head, I looked up at the woman now standing in front of me. “Such a bad boy. ~”, she shook her head in exaggerated disappointment, “Pervert, accuser and now a violent offence on top of it. You will spend your first year in a jail under Feldvale if the guard hear of this.”.

My heart sunk, she was right. My word as a naked stranger against hers… a year was a generous estimation. I swallowed, “I… I apologize for my outburst. I just really need my clothes. Could you please forget this happened?”.