Difficult life of a blacksmith's apprentice

Medieval·Timothy

Tavern hero

32 scenes
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Negotiating Survival in the Iron CellIron Cell
Negotiating Survival in the Iron Cell

I use my reasoning to work out what perverted desires the large prisoner wants to satisfy on me, so that I can fulfil his wishes and escape a beating.

SUCCESS (Legendary Reasoning, rolled +3)

Negotiating Survival in the Iron Cell
Large Prisoner
Large Prisoner

The Large Prisoner stops his advance, his knuckles whitening as he glares down. He craves nothing more than to break a spirit, to make someone smaller than him cower in abject terror.

Timothy

Timothy

This brute does not want coin or blood. He wants a pet. He wants to feel like the master of this miserable hole, to have me scurrying at his heels to fetch his scraps like a dog.

Timothy

Timothy

You look like a man who knows how to keep order in this pit. I would rather serve a strong hand than rot in the filth alone. Tell me what you need, and I shall see it done.

Large Prisoner

Large Prisoner

So, the little rat knows his place. Start by scrubbing the rest of that sludge away. If you miss a spot, I will break your fingers one by one.

Timothy

Timothy

He is testing my compliance. If I show no fear and keep his floor clean, I might survive the night without a bruising.

+ Scene Quest Added

Finish scrubbing the floor to earn the prisoner's temporary favor

I use my willpower to submit to being punished like a little child by the large prisoner, stretched over his lap as he gives me a blistering spanking with his large callused hand.

SUCCESS (Superb Willpower, rolled +1)

Timothy

Timothy

I yield. Your strength is undeniable, and I seek no quarrel with my betters. If this is the price of your protection, then let it be paid.

Timothy crawls to the Large Prisoner, his movements deliberate and devoid of defiance. He clambers across the stone floor and positions himself, bracing for the inevitable. The brute scoffs, grabbing the youth by his collar and hoisting him across his knees with crushing force.

Timothy

Timothy

This is the cost of survival. My dignity is a small price to pay to keep my fingers whole and my neck intact.

The Large Prisoner raises a massive, callused hand. He delivers the first stinging blow against the youth. The sound echoes sharply against the damp walls of the cell.

Timothy

Timothy

The heat of the strike is searing, but the humiliation is heavier. Stay silent. Do not cry out. Give him exactly what he wants so this ends quickly.

Large Prisoner

Large Prisoner

Still quiet, rat? Let us see how long you keep your pride.

Quest Complete

Finish scrubbing the floor to earn the prisoner's temporary favor

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