HoshinoBound

Disclaimer: The following contains depictions of tape bondage and damsels in distress. Reader discretion is advised. All kink should be safe, sane, and consensual. Chiyame’s day was not off to a great start. Most of the accounting done at the office could be done in house, but today someone had to run down to the bank to drop off some items and pick up others that couldn’t just be emailed, and she thought it would be the perfect chance to get a decent walk in, some fresh air and maybe a coffee on her way back. So, naturally, that was the day the bank was robbed. A full on, in-person heist with ski masks and shotguns. You never got these sorts of things in Kyoto, especially not recently. And so, by the bad fortune of being present for the robbery, Chiyame had to count herself among the hostages, tied up and kept under watch while the robbers tried to finagle their escape with the police waiting for them outside. Of course, it wasn’t like Chiyame was just going to lie back and take

Disclaimer: The following contains depictions of arrogant sorceresses, idiot swordsmen, and damsel-in-distress situations. Reader discretion is advised. All kink should be safe, sane, and consensual. The life of of a wandering sorceress and her swordsman bodyguard was naturally full of adventure. Of exploring deep forests or musky jungles until one finds the lost ruins of a long forgotten kingdom or crumbled wizard’s tower, and delving the depths for any lost treasures or tomes within. Of course, it also meant getting lost, yourself, within those same ruins. As the stone door in front of them slid open, Lina Inverse leaned forward on her toes and caught the light in the next room. “Okay, that room is lit up, so we should be on the right tra—” she said as she stepped through, only to stop and stare in utter exasperation at the pile of rubble in the corner of the room, on top of which rested the head of the golem she had demolished, its stone mouth agape as if to laugh at her