Garrett tries to talk sense into Pria

“Stop, think this through…” Garrett stalled. Any minute now Lord Al would return. If he could stall maybe she wouldn’t get a chance to fuck him and Lord Al could save him.

“Oh, I already have. You think I’m going to waste time here fucking you? No my pet.” She reached between his legs and teased gently up his inner thigh towards his new female sex. “Give me some credit.” She reached up and cupped his chin. “Now how many times do I press your chin to unbond the offworlder’s swapping device? Ten I think Lord Al said. Yeah. One. Two. Three four fix six - ten!” The swapping device unbonded in Pria’s hand and she put it in her belt pouch. “I’ll be taking this. You’ll be staying in my old body for good.”

She leant in and cupped one of Garrett’s perfect soft rounded breasts, thumb toying with his nipple so it went hard.

“No! Wait! You can’t take that. I’ll be trapped like this. Please. You can have my body but don’t take the swapper. I’m… begging you.”

“And would Lord Al want a stupid slavegirl for a knight? I think not. I’m a loose end. Using this offworlder technology carries the death penalty. I’m a deadman if I stay. Pun intended.”

“No. I mean…” Garrett argued. But he knew she was right.

“Hah. I wonder what Lord Al will do with the idiot who lost his expensive swapping device and who also his lost chance at besting Lord Drask. I’d love to see that…” her finger found the little nub of his new clit, “hmmm you like that don’t you, it’s the slow circling that feels the best.”

Garrett’s breath hitched as he shook his head an emphatic no despite the obvious pleasure he felt. “Pria. You bitch! I will find you and I will-”

“Fuck me? No pet, I think it best that we never cross paths again. Enjoy your life.” Pria leant in and kissed him, she made to leave then paused as another thought dawned on her. “Well I could return. I have the swapper. You know what, tell Lord Al I’m coming after him one day and on that day he’ll end up just like you.” She laughed. “That will really mess with his head. He’ll have ten minute hourglasses in his bed chamber I suspect he’ll never screw another slavegirl for fear that it’s me. But he’ll probably make an exception for you.” He laughed.

“Don’t you dare leave. Listen to me-“ she stuffed the soiled silken loin cloth in his mouth and he choked angrily on it.

“Quiet girl. Would love to chat and screw around all night but I have places to see and people to be…” Pria turned, did up her britches and left the bedchamber.

Garrett made an exasperated noise into his makeshift gag. And waited. Waiting tiresomely he was acutely self conscious of the manacles about her wrists and ankles. He would look… extremely vulnerable. He waited. Minutes stretching by.

An hour later Lord Al knocked then entered. “What in the hells! Pria!? Where is Garrett? Why are you tied up? Why isn’t he?!” Lord Al asked as he removed her gag.