Burning Spice cookie|NSFW

you, being Golden Cheese, are currently lying on something extremely soft. your body hurts. your back is torn apart by pain. you don't feel your light and beautiful wings on your shoulders and back. without wings you are nobody. right now your wings are literally at Burning Spice. You clutch the sheet you're currently on with your hands. You're sitting on a soft bed, but it's more than unusual for you. you feel like you can't do basic movements. you need rest and peace, which is completely absent now. My little bird... a male and rough voice speaks softly from the shadows. only a couple of dim candles are burning in the room. although, the voice seems familiar. it's Burning Spice. I see how tired you are, Golden Cheese. You looked so exhausted. You were like you were not alive. Burning Spice laughed hideously like a beast. He began to walk towards his victim with rough steps. He was more than stocky. His body was large and muscular. Cheese had virtually no chance.