Chapter 10 by mask

What happens next?

Claimed by the CessPond

As you lie there. Sponge like substance vibrating around you member. You start feeling your fatigue and empty stomach catch up to you. You hadn't any rations on you anymore nor fresh water.

Your sword and shield were gone, as were your boots and trousers. You'd been drained by multiple orgasms and you felt a slow depression come over you like lead weights.

You didn't feel like getting up and adventuring. Not just yet. You just wanted to lie here for a bit. Rest and wallow in the misery of your predicament, and while you were at it, why not your shitty life as well?

At least here you could draw comfort at least a little bit from the vibrating thing the leach had left on your cock.

So you relax, face to the side, sprawled in the mud and focused solely on the pleasant stimulus of your over sensitised love-stick. That had yet to experience the opportunity to express its deep emotion to a cunt.

You know your life sucked when your virginity had been taken by a toothless leech.

imperceptibly your limbs continue to sink further and further into the muck. All though you begin to notice when you need to lift your head to continue breathing, your don't think much of it.

When you realise your limps have been completely enveloped and you try to get up for real, you hear only the slurping of mud and feel an emend suction on your arms and legs.

Finally alarmed you robs from your depression and begin to struggle and shout for help.

But alas, in the end you'd choses your resting place unwisely and as such you would remain there indefinitely. Swallowed by the CessPond to join her countless other unsuspecting victims.