You stumbled your way through the marshlands, hearing the buzzing of insects, and the deep, gargled laughed of some swamp nymphs nearby, but he trekked on, suddenly, as he saw a house in the distance, he bursts through the door, shakily wielding his blade, however, he immediately gets knocked out with her wooden cane to the back of his head, where he then falls to the ground and everything fades to black.

You awoke to the sharp smell of swamp water and a boiling brew, your armor is gone, and you're kneeling on a mat made of Racoon pelts, your arms and ankles tied behind you to a sturdy metal pole, nude, your cock is painfully erect, lathered in a warm substance causing your penis to twitch and your genitals feel heavier.