Escape

You go down to check and you see the shard of sword half under the crack of the door. Wrapping cloth around it you are able to pick up the sharp shard. There is a heavy beam baring the door from the other side, You used a hairpin to pick the lock years ago but till now had nothing thin and sturdy enough to lift the bar. You pick the lock, once again then slide the sword shard between the door and its frame. You lift it up till you hit the bar. With all your might and fueled but the excitement of the moment, you lift the bar, hearing it hit the ground with a "Thump!" (the sound of wood on stone).

Opening the door for the first time makes you nervous. You tentatively pear through a crack. You see the black dragon asleep, belly swollen with the amount it has consumed. You creep across the courtyard to where the horse fell. There you find blood, guts and the one thing you needed, saddlebags. You cut them off the straps, they feel half full. You take them up to your room and empty them on the floor.

You find: some soiled food, a roll of bedding, a purse with a few gold coins, some men's clothes, flint and a tinderbox. You strip naked, take off your ridiculous and painful under the strap and pull up a pair of man's undergarments. Next, you put on one of your tops to act as an undershirt before putting on the man's shirt, it is too tight but warm. You pull up the man's trousers they at least fit. For the first time, you feel room in your crotch, letting your cock and balls hang free. You find two odd boots from previous knights/victims that fit your feet.

You pack the bedding, flit and tinderbox back into a bag. You also pack a few of your possessions including a few skirts and dresses. If you found a way to more comfortably hide your cock you would be more comfortable wearing those. You picked a few herbs from the garden and took a last look around. You packed what food you had left that was unspoilt. Using your bed linen you lashed the saddlebags together.

You crept back downstairs. You filled the coin purse with whatever gold and gems you could collect from the dragon's hoard filling what room was left in the saddlebags with gold and gems as well. You tied the now full coin purse to the belt of the trousers. You went across the courtyard again to the saddle and fetched the girth of the saddle. It was bloody so you washed it in your bathroom, you had already packed your towel so whipped it dry on the discarded pink dress. You used wove the girth in and out of the lashings you had made with your sheets and then used it to strap the saddlebags to your back. You took the largest shard of sword you could find and wrapped leather around one end of it to make a crude weapon. You use it to cut your hair short then tuck it into your belt.

All this had taken some time and it was late afternoon. The sun would soon set. You knew from the view at the top of the tower that there was a town or village in the distance. You won't be able to make it before nightfall.

Will you make it at all? Is the dragon still sleeping?