On Your Stomach

You put your plan into action, first scooping out a small pit in the dirt before gently lowering your shoulders. After that you use your free hand to hold your sack and drop your hips, guiding it safely into the pit. The warmth of the soil brings relief to your swollen orbs. Finding your nub of a cockhead, you begin to tease it hoping to rouse yourself to orgasm.

But the witch was right.

You feel nothing, as though you could just be rubbing your arm. You abandon the thought, not wanting to waste your already spent energy. You bring your arms up to rest your head on and despite the horrible circumstances, you fall asleep.