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2.02 - Fury of a Vampire Seductress
Calista disguises herself as a barmaiden, and her lover, and slaves get a little side tracked.
Dark Fantasy | Vampire | Femdom | BDSM | Slow Burn | NSFW | Rough Sex | Fighting and Battles | Skyrim Adjacent
I stood in my quarters, a handful of servants around me, and Myrdin holding back a snicker every few seconds.
“And what poor wench did you murder and steal this outfit from?” I remarked, staring at my less than exquisite costume.
A blue and white dress, a corset beneath which needs major adjustment, and long, sagging sleeves. Not exactly my usual outfit.
“You look… well, it requires some work,” Vorine smirked.
“Thank you for that astute assessment, Vorine,” I remarked, “what other insightful discoveries can you relay to me?”
“That your boobs are way too big for this,”
Myrdin started cackling.
“You are not the first to make that assessment,”
“Sorry, Mistress,” Vorine laughed, “just stating the obvious,”
“The very obvious,” Myrdin lauded.
“The offer still stands
Literature
Rencontre au sommet CH3
Séphora avançait rapidement dans les catacombes de la cathédrale, un prêtre tenta de s'interposer mais sa tête se détacha de son corps et son cadavre rejoignit ceux des autres religieux ayant tenté d'arrêter la jeune femme. Elle raffermit sa prise sur son élégante épée et fit un effort considérable pour ne pas se mettre à courir. La simple idée qu'elle allait mettre la main sur Stygian, le serpent dévore âmes, la rendait folle de joie. Au comble de l'excitation elle atteignit la lourde double porte en bois. Elle la poussa violement de sa botte écartant les lourds battants qui claquèrent sur les murs. Une salle ronde, au milieu de laquelle ...
Literature
Morgana Rules - Chapter 6 - Forest
The trees of the Forest of Illusions stood tall and ancient, their trunks gnarled and twisted, as though they held secrets from ages past. The canopy above was thick, allowing only faint shafts of sunlight to pierce through, casting an ethereal glow on the forest floor. Birds and animals were conspicuously absent, adding to the feeling that this was no ordinary forest.
Morgana, draped in her ethereal masterpiece of a gown, seemed to be one with the Forest of Illusions. The deep emerald of her attire mirrored the verdant canopy above, and its shimmer reflected the rare beams of sunlight, casting a magical glow that mirrored the enchantment of the woods around her. This mystical ensemble only further accentuated Morgana’s confident demeanor. Unshaken, she navigated the forest paths as if they were the corridors of her own castle. She knew this place well from long ago, for it was here where she had become an enchantress by taming the illusions of the forest. With every step, the soft
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