Someone Approaches Me

As I am struggling against the heat growing in my loins, I see someone steps into the alley. I don't have the reaction time to hide as he seems to comes right at me. It's a man, in his thirties, with a small black beard and wearing a well decorated robe. For some reason he reminds me of something. It has not occurred to me that he's one of the many victims of my pickpocketing.

"It would seem you are the troublemaker who has wasted my time." he says with an annoyed tone.

"Who are you?" I ask with ragged breath. I pant a bit and he realizes I look like I'm way too warm for the weather. His annoyed face turns to a smile.

"Oh you tried it on?" his tone turned from annoyed to amusement. I realize he's talking about the necklace. I bite my lips, I know curiosity got me into way too much trouble. My pussy is already well lubed and the feeling of being this wet is really making me horny.

"Are you talking about the necklace?" I manage to say.

"Yes, I was gonna gift it to a helpless villager girl but I think I'll let you keep it. It suits you so much better." He answers with a smile.

He takes a step towards me and I step back but have my back to the wall. I try to reach for my dagger but my motion is so slow and my hand is a bit numb. I look to the side. The streets are a bit further, maybe if I screamed, it could reach. He takes another step. He seems to not worry that I can't defend yourself. Unable to move back anymore, he crosses the distance and examines me.

"Hrm... Such an exotic and beautiful specimen." He says and bring his hand across my cheek and my your chin. He looks down at me with a naughty grin, checking my breasts, "All in curves." His hand moves down without ceremony and slides across my breasts before squeezing them. I moan lightly as he just gropes my tits. "Great feeling and you're looking quite flexible" He continues.

"Ah... What are you doing?" I speak as he fondles me without permission.

He ignores my question and slides his hand down my sides, along my waist. For some reason I just don't have my usual combat reflexes. His hand feels like a fire on me and I desire more. It reaches down the sides of my ass and reach around to grab one of my asscheeks. The other one slides into my pants, again without ceremony. I moan as I feel his finger slides across my hairless pussy and slides a finger inside and he finishes his investigation of your body, "Hairless and tight. I am starting to be very glad you stole from me." He ends with a wicked smile. His finger feels really good inside my pussy and I feel really empty as he takes it out.

"Who are you?" I manage to ask again between ragged breaths.

He smiles widely "You don't need to know that. What you need to know is who YOU are now."

"What?" I ask. He doesn't make sense.