Chapter Seven
In the morning both girls came for Hansel. They unlocked his hands and bathed him, giggling when his c**k swelled under their less than innocent attentions. They combed his hair and dressed him in a green silk tunic, a pretty thing though in Hansel’s view not suitable attire for a man. It was sleeveless and only came down to mid-thigh. Underneath he was naked. It embarrassed him as he walked to Lady Eleanor’s chamber between the two girls, looking down and seeing his c**k stiff and pushing out against the thin material.
Lady Eleanor seemed in a good mood. “How’s my boy this morning?” she asked in greeting.
“Well, thank you, my lady,” said Hansel.
“I see you are ready for me,” she said, glancing down at his groin and smiling. Hansel blushed and the girls giggled again. Lad
