Walden laughed, pulling out of the boy and then grabbing his hair, dragging him across the dungeon. "Where would the fun be in that?" he asked. "I think you're mistaking me for a different kind of man. Someone weak, like your lover."
He tossed the boy against the wall, then shackled him in place, with his arms above his head. "The elf will keep you in enough food and water and healing to keep you from dying too soon. Don't worry. I'll keep you nice and well fucked, like you're used to."
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