That sentence marked the end of their session. Ysilnod had not been allowed to touch himself the entire night. Now that the bondage restricting his legs was removed, he crawled on all fours over to the flowing spring located in the hall. Warm and comfortable hot springs existed all over the volcanic island, but a cooling spell had been cast on this particular spring, turning the water into a rather bone-chilling temperature.
This was a part of his punishment. For a dark elf who lived in the warm underground regions, their bodies were very sensitive to the cold. Gritting his teeth tightly, Ysilnod poured the chilly water over his body, washing away all the sweat stains and residues from the various solutions that had been applied to him earlier.
Spreading his legs, he began removing the
