The roughly shaved bandit soon pulled her end gripping her arms ever so tightly as his scruff of his neck grated over her soft skin like sand. Of all the possible outcomes though, the bandits didn't...
Type: Posts; User: Avilon
The roughly shaved bandit soon pulled her end gripping her arms ever so tightly as his scruff of his neck grated over her soft skin like sand. Of all the possible outcomes though, the bandits didn't...
Avilon kept her eyes toward the ground, it was difficult to live a lie and to stand after the torture of altering one's own physique. Every shift she could recall the sensation of each cell...
It was only a week since she last was freed by her enslavement, yet the fear of captivity still plagued her conscious with the idea of waking up once again with the collar. The tender skin from where...
The wilderness here was a vast, it's herbs running deep between the tree trunks that matted this forest like an endless labyrinth. Among them the woodland creatures and fae that governed the natural...
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