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Stumped for Rivalle

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Taking her time this morning, Rivalle sauntered along the trail outside of her private estate, the last vestiges of the morning fog lingering around the patches of forest and low hills rimming the main area of the property. She listened to the birds chirping as they flew about, pausing to enjoy a few sips of her steaming herbal tea. Moving on after a flight of purple and red birds flew off from...

Sealed Pleasures – Part 4

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Sealed Pleasures – Part 4 Lila grunted as she pulled her arm away from Releana, her friend pulling in the opposite direction.  Once Lila had gotten Releana’s horniness in check with her tongue, at least for the moment, the two had busied themselves trying to get free of the strangely magnetic items they were adorned with.  Needless to say, it had been a struggle, as they couldn’t seem to...

Sealed Pleasures – Part 3

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Sealed Pleasures – Part 3 Following the trail of fireflies through the dimly lit passages of the temple, Kori checked his comm.  Aside from it having no signal to speak of, he noted he’d been on the trail for a good twenty minutes now.  There had been several trap triggers that he’d passed, though whether they still worked or not, he didn’t know, having passed by them rather than engaging...

Sealed Pleasures – Part 2

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Sealed Pleasures – Part 2 Lila had just broken the slimy surface of the pool when she felt the fist tentacle wrap itself around her ankle.  Releana was just ahead of her, but before Lila could shout a warning, she was jerked beneath the surface again, choking as some of the nasty slime filled her mouth.  In the next instant white tentacles swarmed about her, wrapping themselves around her...

Sealed Pleasures – Part 1

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Sealed Pleasures – Part 1 “Lovely place,” Releana said with a displeased sounding sniff.  “The mold and vines really give it that extra something special, you know?  I am so honored that you invited me along, Lila.” Lila’s boots scuffed against the dirty stone flooring of the ancient temple as she came to a stop.  She put a hand on her hip and turned to regard Releana, with a shake of her...

The Peculiar Predicament of the Pilfering Pink Pussy – Epilogue 5

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Epilogue 5 – When Seafood Attacks Catherine let out a long, low moan, pawing at her crotch and the wide, pink leather belt that covered it, and not for the first time that day.  “Please hurry, Laura…I can’t stand this much longer!” she said breathlessly, tugging the belt around her waist back and forth, bumping the locks with her paws.  The vibrators in her pussy and ass were humming...

The Peculiar Predicament of the Pilfering Pink Pussy – Epilogue 4

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Epilogue 4 – The Caged Vixen Pacing back and forth through her enclosure, Kitsune was keenly aware of the heat between her legs and the ache in her erect nipples.  She had nearly forgotten about the intense arousal she was subjected to by her mistress until she was back home from that strange new world.  Almost, but not quite.  Her time spent in the other world, in that massive metropolis...

The Peculiar Predicament of the Pilfering Pink Pussy – Epilogue 3

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Epilogue 3 – Arcane Discussions Taking one last look over her shoulder at Liz and that shiny black outfit she was trapped in, Sassy closed the door to the training room as Chrona began instructing Liz on how to examine and break the enchantments that held her prisoner in not only the suit but the mythril cuffs and collar as well. She could feel the thrum of energy through the ancient wood...

The Peculiar Predicament of the Pilfering Pink Pussy – Epilogue 2

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Epilogue 2 – Deepening Shadow “I have my doubts, certainly; it’s almost as if she’s given up on really being a hero already,” Marceline said, cell phone pressed to her ear as she walked slowly back and forth on the catwalk above the gym floor.  She paused for a few moments.  “Yes, quite embarrassing really…” That was all Shadow Lynx managed to catch as she leaped from the top of the uneven...

The Peculiar Predicament of the Pilfering Pink Pussy – Epilogue 1

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Epilogue 1 – More Celebrations Becky squealed into the thick wad of cloth that filled her mouth, the wad having once been her panties and thigh-highs, now held in place with several turns of duct tape around her head, feeling a sharp sting on her naked backside.  The strong flavor of sweat and her own arousal from earlier in the night filled her mouth as she was shoved forward.  Her hands...

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