The Barbarian's Pleasure

I'd been lonely lately. Having accrued enough wealth to no longer need to go on the raids I was well off.



Now I just needed a little slave girl to warm my bed.



I'd considered a docile thing with a warm spot for me. But instead, I was intrigued by the spitfire commanding she'd not be touched.



I saw her body and thought her too tiny but when I touched her, I wanted her.



And what I want. I get.



Afterall, I'm a wolf at heart. And a full moon is coming.



She'll learn the way of things. One way or another.