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In the circles, each 'Sin' starts off their day in a different way. The demons of Pride generally start their day off with a morning ritual of perfecting themselves before the day, consisting of beautifying, stretching, vocalizing, and honing skills. The demons of Gluttony almost always start their day off with a healthy breakfast with a palate of their choi...
Disclaimer: All characters portrayed indulging in sexual activity are 18 chronological years of age or older. Any resemblance between these fictional characters and actual people is completely intentional and meant for parody. Reviews are welcome, flames will be snickered at. This was done as a request for someone and it's dedicated to them. They know who...
This story is protected by (c) copyright and may not be duplicated, reprinted, copied or placed on any Internet Website without permission of the author. All rights reserved. *All characters in this story are purely fictional. Any first or surnames that are used are not the depiction of anyone in particular. *All sex described in this story is between cons...
This is a multi-chapter series based on The Elder Scrolls V: Skyrim, with a big focus on BDSM/kink. Any and all feedback is incredibly appreciated. Hope you enjoy! *** Nadine sat in Dead Man's Drink, mouth full of sweetroll when the courier arrived. Hurriedly, she licked the spiced crumbs and glaze from her fingers, blushing slightly when she saw the man...
Mrs. Barton was already there when Andrew arrived for his shift at 9:45, wearing her usual dress-black, elegant, modest and overly formal, covering her from neck to ankles. Save for a cursory "Good evening," she ignored him, busying herself with this and that, and she seemed even more sour and frustrated than usual, which made Andrew nervous. By late evenin...
Born in the frozen mountains of the north, suckled on a tit as hard and sharp as broken glass, and deflowered by a very, very endowed bear, Val of the North (as she was now called) was not a soft girl, despite her incredible beauty. Having lived in the cold mountains where the wind blew so cold it could freeze a man's blood, Val now felt little need for clot...
Svenk Blackscale was not a heroic member of House Bryaugh's space force. That would have been a remarkable trick for a kobold – even one that had the one tenth dragon blood that was required by the stern admirals and generals that led House Bryaugh's military forces. But as Svenk wasn't even a willing member of the space force, heroism felt like it was askin...
Chapter 5 "I remember there being more people here," Sarette said as she and Katrin wandered through the market stalls. "You've been to Lanport before?" the other woman asked. "Once, years ago." Her parents had taken her so she could see the ocean. "Well, it's cold and wet today. It's not a surprise that the market's quiet." Sarette hadn't considered th...