New prey

I sat at the dinning room table with Nora beside me. Mary was under the table, working on my cock. She couldn’t suck it, because of the bone splinters, but having her lick around them was pleasant. I’d thrown the ex-husband into the stable yesterday. Now he wasn’t allowed in the house unless he was fixing something. The look on his face had been hilarious.

Nora was marking down locations on a map, the cabins with people still in them, describing the occupants as she went. I nodded, only half paying attention. Mary had started sucking my cockhead, the only part free of bone splinters, and it felt amazing.

I almost missed it when Nora said something that piqued my interest.

“Wait, there’s a black woman this far north?”

“Yes, she came here two springs ago. Calls herself Sabrina.”

“I see, and why did she say she came?”

“Didn’t, keeps mostly to herself. Half the men around here think she’d a missing princess. Fled her homeland for one reason or another.”

“Interesting.”

“What, do you think she’s a princess.”

“Doubtful, and for all I know she’s just a loner looking for a fresh start. But it’s suspicious, and that means it’s worth looking into.”

I came down Mary’s throat, then rose to my feet.

“I’ll go ahead and make her my first target, just to be safe. You know what to do.”

“Mind the inn, make sure my son stays in the stable, oh, and be ready for your big cock when you get back,” Nora said, stroking my groin.

I’d half a mind to take her right then and there but decided against it. There was fresh mean on the menu.

For most people it would have taken a week to reach Sabrina’s cabin. At full speed I made it in a day, settling in next to a shady tree. The angle gave me a clear view of the cabin , while also keeping me hidden. As it happened, I didn’t have to wait long. Within minutes Sabrina emerged, swaddled in heavily fur robes and carrying a large sack. She filled it with firewood from the rack next to her house. I didn’t see her face, and she was in and out in minutes, but it was enough.

God’s eye

I almost laughed. She was a thief. A really good one or a really bad one depending on how you looked at it. she’d been born poor, in some large city down south. I don’t know which one and I didn’t care. From a young age she’d been **** to steal for a living, but unlike most she managed to get good at it, truly good at it.

By her early twenties she’d acquired a reputation and an ego to match. It all came to a head three years ago, when she took a job to steal a very valuable, very beloved jewel from a powerful kingpin. It went off near perfectly. It would have gone off perfectly if one of the guards hadn’t seen her face. Or if she’d bothered wearing a mask to begin with. But she was confident and testing herself.

The buyer had backed out within an hour, leaving her with no protection. She ran out of the city with assassins hot on her heels. And she’d run and run. But no place was ever far enough until she came to this desolate wasteland and secluded herself from everyone else. As for the gem, she still had it, tucked away in a hidden compartment in her cabin. Just in case she ever needed it to bargain for her life.

And that left two questions, what she looked like and how to break her. Oh sure, I could always modify her looks later, but I preferred natural beauty. It’s why I’d been favoring Mary over Nora. As for breaking her, I could just break in and play the catch and release game, like I’d done at the inn. But where was the fun in that? No, I wanted to do something different, and then it hit me.

I could feel my cock twitching as I made my plans. It was going to be a fun night.

When the sun set, I crept up to the cabin, being careful to remain unseen, and lay under her windowsill. It was a good place to listen in, wait for her to fall asleep. It took until midnight for her to drift off. As a former thief, it was no surprise that she ended up being a night owl. Just really annoying.

I waited another hour, to make sure her sleep was nice and deep. It would make this next part all the more shocking for her. I rose up and pulled back my fist