Into the wilderness

The stress of the city is too much for me, especially when compounded with the weight of the world on my shoulders. I absolutely have to get out of the city, at least for a while. While mother would typically **** me to take an armed escort anywhere outside of the castle grounds, what she doesn't know won't hurt her. I sneakily head through the city gates, through the surrounding villages and farmlands, and into the dense woods that surround and protect the Capitol.

Such travel, while normally fine during the day, can be quite dangerous for a woman (?) such as me. Luckily, I'm normally quite capable of remaining out of sight, a skill learned through the years of having to conceal a big throbbing cock between my silky thighs. If that fails, I've always been quite charismatic, able to talk myself out of (or into) most situations as I see fit. Finally, I am more than capable of self-defense, as any self-respecting Lady should be. The fresh air and rustling leaves calm me greatly as I take in the natural sights and sounds of the evening air. I even loosen up the small strand I use to secure my cock to the inside of my thigh, allowing it to bounce a little more freely than I am normally comfortable with.