Lead the way

Still not completely understanding what the heck this is all about, Alex knows enough to realize that if there is danger, the last thing he should do is stand idly by while a princess takes the lead. “Wait a minute, Your Highness,” he says, taking hold of her arm, and stopping her. “If there is danger, then you should remain up here, while I deal with it.”

With his right hand holding tightly to his sword hilt, he takes a torch with his left and cautiously begins descending the dark stairwell, looking for Sir Roderick. The sudden rush of courage that he had a moment ago is steadily retreating with each downward step.

At last, he finds himself at the bottom of the stairs. After navigating a narrow hallway, he finds a partially-open door with light coming from the other side. Hearing a sound, he stops and listens.

“Oh, fuck... That’s so good, Lass! Just hold steady.... I’m close, but I won’t leave ya hangin’...”

It is Sir Roderick’s unmistakable voice, and although Alex’s virginity has been gone for mere minutes, he is expert enough in such things to realize what his master must be doing.

He cautiously sticks his head into the room, and sure enough, he sees Roderick — or at least the backside of him — on a stone pedestal furiously fucking away at an unseen woman beneath him. The knight is on his knees, supporting his upper body with both arms, as his ass bobs up and down.

Alex cannot see the woman, other than her legs and the pale white arms that reach up and grasp the knight by the side, urging him on. Whoever is the recipient of his energetic lovemaking remains silent, so that only the slapping of their bodies is audible in between Roderick’s periodic exclamations of “Fucking hey!” “Damn, you’re tight,” and “Not long now!”

Alex knows he should step back and give the couple the privacy that he would have wanted, but Lutania’s warning of danger compels him to remain, ready to intervene, if necessary. He doesn’t have to wait long, because after a dozen or so more thrusts, the knight lets loose another string of obscenities, followed by a guttural moan. Alex can see him quickly rise up fully on his knees and pull back. From the jerking motion of his arm, he can tell that Roderick is preparing to ejaculate all over the unseen woman.

The sight is so intimate that Alex is about to step away, despite the concerns of danger, when suddenly Roderick stops. He doesn’t just cease jerking off; it is as if he has frozen in time. One instant he was clearly on the cusp of busting a nut, and the very next moment, he was stock still, with no slowing down preceding the cessation of movement.

As he watches, the pale-skinned woman untangles her legs and arms from under the knight and crawls off of the pedestal. Alex gets his first look at the tall, slender woman. All of her body is exceedingly pale, except for her jet-black hair and ruby-red lips. The woman, who appears to be in her late 40’s or early 50’s, casually stretches, as if rising from a long, restful nap, and takes a look at Roderick. He remains unmoved, and as Alex watches, his skin turns pale. “No,” thinks Alex. “Not pale ... It’s actually changing!” Before his eyes, the knight’s flesh appears to turn into stone.

The woman looks at Roderick for a few moments and then says, “Pity... I was so close, too. That’s the problem with these spells; they were all created by men, with no concern about finishing the job....” She runs her hand over the marble shoulders of the knight, and then looks around the room, as if seeing it for the first time.