"The Wild King", chapter 10
"Maybe we could go into town in the next few days, together. I could order us some food, we could go sit out in the fields and have a picnic together." I said over the sound of bones crunching. I was sitting on the porch, King was in the yard. Ever...
"The Wild King", chapter 9
"I think it's a type of mold" I said as I inspected the residual smears of the substance on my thigh, not yet even close to ready to address the dark, smutty coat of the stuff on my two fingers and the entirety of my dick. King began to try to...
"The Wild King", chapter 8
I felt the wind knocked out of me as I was thrown to the ground, unable to fully recover before the weight of King's massive stature was on me. His hand moved from my throat to my collarbone, sliding slowly down until it was sideways on my chest. ...
"The Wild King", chapter 7
I remember the feeling of floating. The grass was behind me, but I was upright, as if the world had been turned sideways. My weight didn't feel as if it was in my back, but rather my feet, or nothing at all really. I didn't feel as if I had a weight....
"The Wild King", chapter 6
It was nighttime outside, and the moon shone down on us with a generous luster, reflecting off the water of the pond and crystalizing in the droplets from the waterfall that drowned out a large amount of distant noise. The air was damp, as was the...
"The Wild King", chapter 5
I had a dream that I saw myself as a child. I stood at the front porch of a beautiful home, with a luscious garden in the yard. The fields sprawled out with life, magnolia trees and willows standing guard as I descended the staircase to the yard. His...
"The Wild King", chapter 4
I awoke early, and it was raining. King had made a sufficient roof so that it did not come through the ceiling onto us, but I found that the ground was cold, the wet from the outside world seeming to linger inside to us. He was curled around me,...
"The Wild King", chapter 3
It had been a little less than a week since the day King built me the house. We went on daily explorations around the woods as he showed me how to map my location. I was getting better at being aware of where I was in relation to the shelter, which I'd...
"The Wild King", chapter 2
I sat there for a moment, thinking about what it said. I didn't want to ask the next question, but I did anyway. "How did I do that?" "With your offering, last night". My head sunk downward again toward my lap, and my hands reached for...
"The Wild King", chapter 1
I broke up with Buck. It's hard to explain why I did it, and I could tell by the look on his face that he was more confused than I was, but the fact remains that it happened and it's over. He's far too good a man to love someone like me. I could see it...
"The Wild King" epilogue pt. 2
My next few months were filled with reading and conversations with Zee. I interacted with no one else, though I never thought much of that. The tranquility of being in-between the brutal indifference of The Wild and the overbearing noise and chaos of...
"The Wild King" epilogue pt. 1
The first place I went to was Buck's trailer. I had to drive with the radio off, it made me feel sick. I drove nude, as well, and dressed when I parked the truck in his yard. The sensation of clothing on my body was too much to bear, and as I stepped...