The Road is Long

[Frags]

Irving watched her as he reached the foot of the bed. With little effort he climbed on the mattress as he watched her obeying his command. She was going to be a good little whore, wasn’t she, he thought to himself as he slowly made his way up the bed and closer toward her body. Hell, at this point he was tempted to lead her around in circles even if he was never able to deliver his message. And when she cost too much coin to continue carrying along, he could dump her anywhere. Or reduce her rations.

Smiling little he made his way up between her legs but didn’t lie between them. Instead he moved beyond them, straddling her waist, then stomach as he inched his way closer. Assuming her mouth had become dry by now, Irving leaned down across her body until his mouth neared hers. Then he lent out his wet tongue, gliding it along hers. There were only a few passes before he sat upright, still straddling her stomach, “Alright, you can close your mouth now.”

Then he inched his body forward until his hips were just below her breasts. With care only given to himself he placed his cock between her tits as he spoke, “I’ve decided that until you’ve become a more experienced whore, you’ll only receive one meal a day.” He reasoned, where else was she going to go? Already she’d taken him in her mouth and had exchanged her clothing. Irving was tempted to make her his whore, and if things went well, perhaps even a permanent fixture in his travels.

 

[sallythescorpian]

Bronwyn wasnt pleased to hear she would only be getting one meal per day! She wanted to argue, but then she thoguht of the delicious meal he had given her, and thought of how many days she had been hungry for. One meal per day, was infinitely preferable to going hungry, and perhaps she could please him more and more, and get two, or even three meals a day from him!!

She wondered what he was doing. She had never seen or heard anything like this! She still had her mouth open, and her tongue out, and her jaw and tongue were getting tired of maintaining this position. Straddling her stomach, he squeezed her tits around his cock and began to move, effectively fucking her tits. Bronwyn felt silly, but she wasnt about to make a protest.

She waited, expecting his cum to shoot over her face, and into her mouth.

 

[Frags]

Irving made a few thrusts but his aim wasn’t to start and end there. “I said that you can close your mouth,” he repeated as he slid from her upper body and down between her legs. Feeling his cock touch against her pussy made him want to slam into her right then and there but he didn’t want to be too malicious. He decided to wait for now, to prolonge her virginity for at least a few more hours. There were so many more hours left to abuse this poor, little soul.

“I’ve changed my mind,” he spoke at last. “You’re going to need your rest for tonight. You’re going to be busy,” he alluded as he looked to her. As he spoke he climbed off the bed, finding his clothes and slowly pulling them on. “Feel free to get dressed but conserve your energy. You’re not getting a meal tonight and I’m going to run you ragged.”

He looked at her then as he moved toward the door. “I won’t be gone long. Just long enough to get those clothes across the street. I’ll be back in under and hour and then I’ll take care of you.” And without another word he left the room, leaving the girl as she was. He reasoned she’d remain where she was, that there was no threat that she’d leave. She have a tough enough time getting through the crowd downstairs in the dress she had.

 

[sallythescorpian]

Bronwyn wondered what she had done wrong that he had left abruptly. She had heard tell in the castle of men sometimes losing their desire, but she had thought that that was due to too much ale, but thinking on it she recalled hearing of an arranged marraige, and the husband had no desire for his wife. Bronwyn was in a state of panic, what if he was going downstairs to secure a whore to take care of his needs, she would be out on her ear!!

She just remained where she was, resolved to try harder to go out of her way to please him, in any way he desired!! She was thinking that she needed to work her way under his skin, so that he couldn't imagine being with out her!!

She listened for him, the hour seeming like several, and then finally, she heard the door!!

 

[Frags]

After Irving left the room he fled across the street where he picked up the dress and corsets earlier than planned. Then he returned to the inn where he briefly spoke with the man behind the counter, slipping him a few coins that were meant to be used to buy Bronwyn dinner later. But he already told her she wasn’t getting anything anyway so he considered it free. As he made his way up the stairs he returned to their room, closing the door behind him.

Once inside he set the dress and one of the corsets off to the side. He looked at Bronwyn and said, “Look...” then he realized he still hadn’t been told his name. No matter, he preferred it that way. “Put this on,” he spoke, tossing one of the corsets to her.

He kept his eyes on her as he told her what they were going to do. “And don’t put a dress on, just the corset,” he spoke, remembering how neither of the corsets had covered her nipples. “I’m going to take you downstairs, just like that, into the storage area just to the side of the counter. Once we’re in there I’m going to have my way with you but the walls between the storage room and the tavern are pretty thin. I wouldn’t worry about it though, we probably won’t see any of these people again. We’ll be leaving tomorrow in the morning, after you’ve had your breakfast.”

Now he was going to see if she’d comply. If she’d truly go through with what he had planned. Irving had embarrassed her repeatedly but never to the extent that he was planning. He wondered if she’d go through with it.

 

[sallythescorpian]

Bronwyn was shocked! "you want me to leave the room, in just the corset!???" she asked incredulously, "But.... but what is someone sees me? they would see my ..... my everything!!" and then she recalled her earlier determination to please him, and he was right, she would never see these people again, perhaps she could, perhaps.

She began to put on the corset, and when it was in place, it covered her tits to her nipples, and stopped just below her waist, leaving her pussy, ass, and thighs totally exposed. In a way it was more obscene that being totally naked.

She turned her back to him, and asked him to lace her up, and he did, tying it off so that it cinched her waist tightly, and made her boobs bulge almost completely out of the top! She was breathing hard, trying to calm her nerves, and dreading what was to come.

"Okay, I am ready" she said, as ready as she would ever be!

 

[Frags]

Irving didn’t care about her thoughts on how revealing or obscene she would appear. It was another test to see if she’d go through with it, to see how far she would go. Once she agreed he figured he could just about convince her, order her to do anything he desired. His mind ran away with the idea as he began tying her corset, taking a few steps back to look over her naked body.

“One more thing,” he spoke as he turned toward the door, beginning to open it. “When we’re in the storage room together, don’t be afraid to be vocal. I encourage it.” He slid a grin to her as he opened the door wide. Of course everyone would know what they were doing just by the way in which she was dressed. “Close the door behind you and walk steady behind me.”

His order was simple as he stepped out of the room, walking down the hall. When he came to the stairs he looked down the length of the corridor, toward her, before descending down the stairs. The tavern wasn’t as full as it was earlier but there were still people eating and drinking. Irving gave a glance over the room as he walked along the wall until he came to the storage room door. Another look around and he opened it, allowing Bronwyn to step inside, should she have made it that far.

 

[sallythescorpian]

Bronwyn's step faltered as she approached the threshold of the bedroom. Could she do this? Could she? She was red from her chest to her hair line, and her heart was hammering, and she knew she had not choice but to obey. she could not go back to being hungry, and totally vulnerable!!

She assumed that Irving had cleared the way, or perhaps had a route on which they would meet no one, and she kept her head down and hurried behind him, and when she glanced up, she was utterly shocked to see the gazes of eight or nine men, on her, lecherous expressions on their faces!! She almost fainted! She was weak with shame, and she faltered, but then realsied to stop here was even worse, so she hurried into the closet, eager to get away from all the prying eyes.

But as she stopped inside the closet, her heart hammering, and her pulse racing, she became aware of an unexpected wetness between her thighs. It humiliated her, that Irving's forcing her public nudity could have had this effect on her, and she chose to ignore it and hoped that Irving would not notice it.

 

[Frags]

A smile crept across his face as he watched her streaking across the room. Only when she entered the storage room did he close the door behind him, with both of them inside. Small windows dotted near the ceiling, letting in light, light he used to look her over as though she were some kind of animal. To him, she was little more as he closed the distance between them.

Between them he passed his hand against her nipple, grazing it gently before sliding it along the side of her corset. Then it touched against her thigh before swinging around, cupping her pussy. Very gently he eased a finger into her, noticing she was beginning to become wet. Then, as though tenderness had overtook him, he laid a deep, tongue tingling kiss against her lips. It was a long, passionate moment as he hand continued to play with her, his other hand reaching around her back to hold her close.

But once the kiss broke he took a step back, removing his hand from between her legs. With his eyes staring into hers, he tasted her as he raised his finger to his tongue. At last he spoke, “Put your back to the wall and spread your legs. And be sure to forget how thin the walls are. There are worse things that can happen to you,” he spoke as though it were a warning.

 

[sallythescorpian]

As Irving kissed her, she clung to him, her arousal growing in intensity as his fingers entered her and teased her. She moaned into his mouth, and her hip automatically swung toward his questing fingers, encouraging him and pleasuring her.

Following his order, she leaned against the wall and spread her legs, feeling obscenely displayed, while she stood like this. it was much worse than being naked, and he had popped out her breasts from the tiny cups in the corset, leaving only her ribcage now covered.

He stepped toward her, and pulled out his cock, and began to position it at her virginal enterance. He hooked one of her thighs over his hip, and held it there and with a thrust, he began to enter her.

It hurt! It hurt a lot! She started to whimper "youre too big! Its not going to fit!" but he ignored her, and continued on. She began to cry out, pain suffusing her, and then she screamed as he forced his way through her maidenhead, ending her virginity. He didnot stop to give her time to accommodated, rather hooked her other thigh, and lifted her, and began to fuck her hard against the thin walls, while she cried out loudly. His thrusts caused her back to bang loudly at the wall, and slowly her cries of pain turned to cried of pleasure, and she was struggling to keep as quiet as she could, and then she recalled what Irving had said to her, and she stiffled them to a lesser degree, moaning quiet loudly, horribly embarrassed that all the men outside knew precisely what Irving was doing to her.

 

[Frags]

There was little Irving cared about as he looked over the girl. With only one thing on his mind he approached her near the wall, pinning her there as he loosened his pants and grabbed her thigh, placing her leg up around his hip. It wasn’t lost on him that so far, she had done all this for just one meal. There were so many more meals to come across the days...

Positioning himself at her entrance he urged himself inside, then pressed hard against her. In one swift motion he found himself buried deep inside her but there was no time to rest. Bringing her other leg around him he plunged into her deeper, repetitively and with insatiable speed. His heated breath beat against her neck as he continued ramming his cock inside her, listening to her moans. Then he though, briefly, she may be able to earn a dinner.

But soon any thoughts of meaning or of the future drifted out of his head as he brought himself back to the physical world. Surely she was tighter than any of the whores on the street and he snagged her easily with a better deal than he’d get anywhere else. He wanted to say something just then but held his tongue. He’d wait until after, until he was through taking what he wanted from her.

 

[sallythescorpian]

Bronwyn caught her breath, as she was taken so roughly, trying vainly to suppress her cries, which were torn from her with each forward thrust. Her tits bounced about, jiggling frantically, as she was nailed to the wall.

Bronwyn had had no real idea of what to expect of the sex act, but it had not been this, this was somehow very intense, and she could feel her body winding tighter and tighter, with what, she did not know.

His breath was beating a tattoo against her neck, and the small confines of the closet suddenly seemed even smaller and more claustrophobic, and he seemed to Bronwyn to fill the space with more than just his physical size.

He continued, and the strange feeling inside of her got stronger and stronger and she felt as though a wave was about to crash over her. Her body began to shudder, and she began to scream, louder and louder and louder. Oh God, she was cumming! When she had touched herself, it had been nothing like this - this was her whole body, every nerve and cell and her screams, even to her own ears sounded pleasure filled, breathy moans and was that her voice? those sultry tones, "yes! oh God Yes! Ooooh!"

Her orgasm seemed to continue on, subsiding a little and strengthening again, and repeating this over and over and over, until she was weak, sweaty, and almost mindless with desire.

 

[Frags]

There was nothing that went through Irving’s mind other than taking all the pleasure he could from her that he could. Pound. Pleasure. Pound. Pleasure. It was a repetitious movement that tested the thin walls of the storage room. They weren’t made to be soundproof nor were they made to resist constant pounding. The floor space was its primary service, made evident by the whining, cracking sounds of weak and old wood with every forceful thrust.

Groans of pleasure left his throat as both his hands grabbed either of her thighs, helping to hold her up as he continued pinning her against the wall. He wasn’t going to let her go until he was through, until he was completely done with her... for the time being. The price of meals were going to be costly.

Her moans in his ear only seemed to spur him on further, hastening his pace. No, he didn’t even care about the people outside of the room or Bronwyn’s likely embarrassment when they’d leave. Irving was stuck in the here and now, reaping the benefits of the naive youth.

 

[sallythescorpian]

Bronwyn's breathing became choppier and choppier and she panted loudly but nothing could contain her loud moans and screams which seemed even louder in the confined space.

She knew what was happening to her, she had made herself cum before, but it was nothing at all like this which was affecting her entire body. Her legs quivered, her cunt clenched, and her clit was throbbing, and she seemed to roll from one orgasm straight into the next.

Nothing entered her mind except for her animalistic reactions to the constant pounding of her pussy. It was as though she had no control over her body at all. She could feel wetness seaping from her pussy, and bathing Irving's manhood, and she thought it possible that she had produced so much that it pooled on the floor. Her tits were mashed against his chest, and that too stimulated her. It was as though she was a lump of quivering flesh, controlled entirely by her pulsing centre.

 

[Frags]

The woman had become something to satiate his sexual appetite. Beads of sweat and perspiration from his skin fell onto hers but it was of little consequence from the pleasure she was giving him. His thrusts continued into her, his own want driving him. Feeling the tension build within him he knew he wouldn’t be able to hold off much longer and in his last moment of lust he lunged his hips hard against hers, sending his cock deep into her pussy. He held her there as he sent his seed deep inside her body, uncaring whether she wanted it or not.

For a few moments afterward he remained still, inside her before reluctantly pulling out. Removing his hands from her thighs and placing her feet back on the ground he took a few steps back, speaking through quick breaths, “Now use your mouth to clean me up.”

Irving set his eyes on the girl whose innocence he tore through. She gave him exactly what he needed after these long months long the road... and she’d be giving so much more. Then after a moment he added, “There is another way for you to earn a real dinner and meals. But that depends on how much of a whore you want to be. If you’re interested, ask me about it. You’ll be able to think it over through the night should I allow you any rest.” He allowed a slight grin at the end.

 

[sallythescorpian]

"There is another way for you to earn a real dinner and meals. But that depends on how much of a whore you want to be"

His breathless words brought about mixed emotions in Bronwyn who was breathing rapidly herself, still trying to come down from her multi-orgasmic state, and accept and adjust to what had just happened. He mentioned dinner, and she knew he had said earlier that she wouldn't be getting it, and she instantly thought she must have done well, she must have pleased him that he was now offering her dinner, but then the caveat, the conditional clause, which gave her pause, and almost stopped her heart.

"How much of a whore do you want to be?" she almost cried as the question echoed in her head. Not, "do you want to be a whore" but rather to what degree! He thought of her as a whore already, and when she thought for a moment of all she had done, and how cheaply she had sold herself, she shuddered, and accepted that his assessment was not without basis.

She thought of what her opinion would be, of a girl who had done what she had done, and the answer was not flattering, but these were desperate times, and her life had altered forever. There was no point whatsoever in dwelling on the past, and on "what if" scenarios, this was her life now, her virginity was gone, and with it, any possibility of being anything other than a whore, so she decided that she may as well opt to be a well fed whore, rather than a hungry one.

"I'd like dinner, Sir" she spoke quietly, "how do I earn it?"

 

[Frags]

As Irving recovered from their frantic desires, he let his back rest against the wall, his eyes still on her. He watched her as she thought over what she said, a slight smile creeping across his face as e listened to her words. “First you have to clean me with your mouth,” he reminded her.

“If you’re interested, you can earn money. But it will be through sexual acts. I’m sure you’ve seen a number of men outside, and I have no doubt we could cut the costs of what the whorehouses charge. Let’s say you take care of all who are willing to pay the prices and afterwards, you’ll be permitted to have another meal. No doubt you’ll work up and appetite. But remember, tonight you’re still mine. It depends on how badly you want your dinner. This is how you will earn both breakfast and dinner, through finding means of paying for it yourself. And these will be the only means I will allow. So, are you hungry?” he asked as he stared at her.

No more was he testing her. Irving was merely giving her an option. Whether to sell her body for food or not to. It was completely up to her and he didn’t care either way. After all, he’d be keeping some of the coin and she’d still be sleeping in his room during the lonely nights. There was no pressure. Merely a suggestion and the question of how hungry she really was.

 

[sallythescorpian]

Bronwyn bent and began to lick his cock from root to tip, over and over until he was totally cleaned of their combined cum, and the traces of blood from where he had forced his way through her hymen. Then she turned her attention to his upper thighs, and his balls which had also been bathed in her juices, and she licked those clean too, the taste not unpleasant.

When she was sure she was done, and had missed no area, she stood, and looked at his chest, unable to look him in the eye. She thought again about dinner, and how hungry she was, about how she had wolfed down her lunch, and how wonderful it had tasted. But then she thought of the men outside, trying to recall exactly how many were there. Would she have to deal with all of them? she wondered. Would she be making them cum with her hands, her mouth or her pussy?

She had gone from virgin to whore with alarming ease, but she reminded herself, better to be a well fed whore than a starving noble woman! She thought about the men outside, and wavered back and forth between eating dinner and not. Then, finally after much deliberation, and realising that as she had been silent for so long, she could anger him with her indecisiveness, she came to a decision.

"I am very hungry still, so I will, on this occasion, do what I have to, in order to enjoy a fine dinner!" As she spoke, she promised herself that she would do this once, and once only! She recalled the faces she had seen quickly as she had rushed into the closet, and at least she knew none of them! No one from the castle was there, so afterward, she could pretend it had not happened.

 

[Frags]

Irving watched her as she came closer, licking him clean. While she was in that vulnerable position he ran a hand through her hair, his eyes staring down at her. There was no doubt about it that she was improving and she’d be a welcome addition to the road. No more cold, frustrated nights... those days were over. At least until he reached his destination.

Once she had stood before him and spoke he pulled his pants back around his waist until they sat securely there. Smoothing his shirt a little he looked over her, “Very well. You’ll service whoever’s willing to pay just outside. Should you make enough for dinner, then you’ll be able to eat. First, straighten up your corset, you look like a whore.”

With a hand on the knob he looked back over his shoulder, “They only get your pussy. The rest of your body. Your mouth, your tits, your ass, its all mine. Tonight your pussy is how you’ll shake hands. Are you sure you still want to do this?” But he didn’t wait for an answer as he pushed his hand against the door, opening it. Closing it behind him the room seemed to cheer what they could only assume was his accomplishment. He was sure the sound bled through the thin walls of the storage room for Bronwyn to hear.

Smiling a little to himself he stood next to the door, calling out that if any other man wanted her, he could have at her... for a price. It seemed seven were still in the midday tavern, enough to supply a meal for Bronwyn and more. Undercutting the whorehouses was easy, mostly because he didn’t have to work for it. That would be Bronwyn’s job. And all seven men approached the door, in a line. After the first paid he stepped inside as Irving counted the coins in his hand.

 

[sallythescorpian]

Bronwyn was shaking when the door opened and the first man entered. He had paid Irving, so he uttered not one word, rather, he turned her, quite roughly so her back was to him, braced her hands on the wall, and with no futher ado he plunged his full length into her, causing her to cry out loudly. He was short, and clearly well fed, and he gripped her hips firmly and pummled her hard for about six or seven minutes, and then he grunted, came, and pulled out and left.

The next man was very ordinary in appearance, and he pushed her to her knees. Bronwyn explained that only her pussy was available, and she blushed red at the necessity of using such a coarse language. He took her quickly in the same position as the first, and left just as quickly.

She was feeling quite aroused by the time the third entered, a man of perhap 50, with a long beard. He would not allow he to brace her hands on the wall, but rather made her put her hands on the floor, and keep her legs tight together. After a few strokes, Bronwyn cried out, as orgasm swamped her, and the man continued to ride her regardless, until he orgasmed. As he left, she heard the cheer from outside.

Most of the men had her face the wall, bent over, and pumped her quickly, in silence, with no regard whatsoever for her comfort. One man insisted on slapping her ass throughout, leaving her reddened and sore, with hand prints all over her ass and thighs. She came loudly, and with increasing ease, with each man that took her.

The final man complained loudly about the copious amounts of cum oozing from her well used pussy, and demanded her mouth or ass, and Bronwyn explained that only her pussy was for sale. thinking she had come so far, and may not have enough for dinner, she fell to her knees and begged that man to fuck her, and finally he agreed. Had her lie on the floor, which was covered with bits of cum that had dripped from her pussy. He grabbed her legs, and pulled them up and together, and he pushed them back, bending her in two.

He squatted over her, and pulled his dick to make it point downward, as he entered her. He fucked her quickly while he called her every foul name, making her repeat each one, until she screamed her orgams and then he pulled out, and came in jets across the floor of the store. Quickly he turned her over, forcing her to lick his, and the other drops of cum from the rough terracotta floor. As he left the store room, he called to the room, that Bronwyn was the best whore he had had in years, causing Bronwyn to feel a strange mix of pride and shame.

There was cum running down her legs, and she looked around for something to clean it, but there was nothing. She hoped against hope that she had made enough for dinner, surely she had! Visions of meat and bread flashed before her mind, and she could almsot smell food!! She had just managed to smooth her hair, when the door opened again.

 

[Frags]

With each man entering the room, Irving held out his hand, taking the few coins he demanded of them. After the second man there was already more than enough for dinner but he wasn’t about to tell Bronwyn about the deception. When the last man went inside, Irving pocketed all the coins, taking some pleasure in the amount of money he’d made from the girl and at so little cost to him.

When the door creaked open for the last time, Irving caught the door before it closed. He entered the room with Bronwyn, closing the door behind him as though it’d give them privacy. “You’re quite the vocal whore, aren’t you?” he asked... “The best one in this town at least. And in such a short time. You could do both of us well at that pace but you’re still mine tonight.”

Then he looked over her, seeing her where the light allowed. “Fix your corset and find something to wipe your legs with. I can’t have you walking out of here covered in cum and smelling like sex. After you’ve cleaned yourself up, come up to the room. Before we eat you’ll get dressed and then we’ll go down. Who knows, maybe some of the guys who paid for you will still be here,” he suggested with a nearly hidden grin.

“I’ll meet you upstairs,” he spoke again. But this time he left her there to attend to herself while he headed toward the room. At least he was going to permit her to dress for dinner... he could’ve been really cruel and demanded she go immediately from one act to the next.

 

[sallythescorpian]

Bronwyn was a strange mixture of highly turned on and highly humiliated, and she had difficulty getting her head around it, and could not understand how she could be turned on by something that had shamed her so. She had cried out, and left no doubt with anyone that she had cum from the thorough fucking she had received.

She eventually managed to clean up sufficiently to leave the room - there was nothing available, so she ended up scooping up what she could, and then licking her fingers, disgusted and shamefully turned on at her action.

She ran out of the cupboard,and up the stairs to the room, acutely aware of her lack of clothing, her wet sex exposed to prying eyes. She pressed herself hard against the door, trying to use the alcove of the doorway to sheild herself from view and hammered on the door of the room, hoping that Irving would open the door quickly.

 

[Frags]

Hearing the banging on the door Irving walked across the room, taking his time, before opening it. Standing off to the side to let her in he’d close it behind her should she enter. As he looked her up and down he said, “You clean up well. How did you get rid of it all without anything down there to wipe you clean?” Indeed he was interested, but he also wanted her to say it for him. Whether she lathered it under her corset and on her body, ate it, or did something else with it. Curiosity blazed in his eyes.

Then he added, “Hurry up and climb into your other corset and dress, it doesn’t matter which one. Downstairs you’ll drink the same way you had before and I’ll find you something to eat. After that, we’ll come back up here, I’ll give you another workout and in the morning we’ll leave. Unless you want to stay here to work as my little whore?” he teased, as he moved farther into the room. Through the screaming he heard through the walls, he wasn’t so sure she’d be upset about his rhetorical question.

“But its up to you. I still have to deliver a message, and soon. We ought to be on the road tomorrow morning. At least if we run out of money, now we have a way of making some,” he added with a slight nod.

 

[sallythescorpian]

Pressed against the door, Bronwyn began to worry that Irving had decided to go into the tavern bar area, and she knocked hard another time. She could still hear the voices from the men she had serviced downstairs, and it seemed as though they were comparing notes, and laughing about different things. She was utterly humiliated and she wanted to gt inside the room more than anything else she could imagine.

Finally he opened the door, and she burst in, breathing hard, and blushing profusely. But at least she was to get dinner! Smells from downstairs curled up toward the room and made her mouth salivate. His question dragged her attention back to her time in the closet -

"You clean up well. How did you get rid of it all without anything down there to wipe you clean?”

Bronwyn did not want to tell him, but knew she must. Hanging her head, she almost whispered "I scooped it up with my fingers and swallowed it all!" She felt her face burn hot with shame.

Very quickly she washed and dressed herself and then was ready to go down - reluctant to face any of the men who had fucked her, but eager for her food, she followed Irving out the door.

 

[Frags]

“Well, that’s one way to take care of it,” he spoke as he watched her get ready. “Did you enjoy your time there? The taste?” he questioned as he stepped out into the hall. He’d let her close the door as he started toward the stairs. As he descended he spoke, “You’ll get dinner but you’ll drink the same way you had during lunch.” Irving hadn’t promised her a drink. “Then after you eat, your ass is mine.”

He didn’t care who heard or if no one had. By now the tavern was beginning to fill again as dinner neared. Some of the men from earlier had lingered either for beer or another hopeful chance with the whore of the tavern. Finding a table near the middle of the tavern he pulled out a chair for himself, letting Bronwyn take care of herself. Ordering two meals and one mug of liquor, the same type of liquid he had ordered before, the barmaid went off to retrieve the order.

Irving settled himself in the chair, finding a comfortable spot as he waited for their meals to arrive. Thoughts of the road and how he had to start on his way soon went through his head. Already he burned a day with the girl but it was worth it, both economically and physically.