I gave in to the temptation, eagerly I had delayed my departure. I wanted him tormented by the facts. I kept my eye on his growing feebleness. His body bending reluctant to my will. Refusing to raise my eyes to his face. Ignoring his rantings. Cursing me. Condemning my family. Warning me that others would still rise up. I kept my eye right there where his feebleness was strongest. On his thickening cock. Rising to obey my will. Deserting him. As his blood boiled, as his temper soared …. He could do nothing against it. Nature and his rightful lord were working in cahoots, against him, working together to take possession of him. Right down to his core. Right to the very man that he was.