It was very unusual to be on the work without my Prince. Not only to me and Ivy, but many workers who used to see him, talk to him and needed his help. Although his team did a great job replacing him and doing his part of job, people got used on him and the asked when he will be back. Although formal and official visit wasn’t arranged some people came to see him at our house after the work in Friday. We host them the best we could and they said many good words and encouragement to him wishing him quick recovery and soon coming to the work. I don’t know how many towels we changed but there was a lot since he constantly has to wipe his face, neck, chest and back. He felt uncomfortable to shake hands with them or to hug them although he didn’t stink, but was only wet from sweating. Many of them didn’t care and they friendly hugged him. He was very touched. When they all left he said to Ivy and me that he was pleasantly surprised they visited him and we spent the evening in our routine and enormous sweating made him quite nervous but he didn’t give up from his evening routine and wild sex with us.
Yesterday morning after our routine our parents came for morning coffee with us. I asked them about peppermint leaves that Darhvinia suggested and Zdenka said she will go to the drug store and bought it for him. Our dads wanted to go to the grocery store for us, but my Ivy thanked them and said she and her husband will do it. We were all surprised she wanted him to go with her since he sweats a lot, but she said:
- I love my husband in good and evil, health and sickness and I’m not ashamed of his disorder, but proud he is my husband. I don’t give a damn what people might say because they mean nothing to me but my husband means everything to me.
Although my Prince didn’t like her idea to go with her, he went for he wanted to please her. So they left, my mom, dads and me cleaned the house and we prepared my Prince favorite drink: mineral water with “tones” of lemon. When they all came back and Zdenka bought peppermint leaves we heard Ivy story from the shopping. She bought all the groceries on the credit card and the cashier lady returned the change in lot of ***Lipas (Lipa is the smallest money value: 100 lipa = 1 Kuna). So she returned about 15 Kuna in Lipas. My Ivy wanted to get rid of it and she took my Prince to the nearest café for mineral water and she had cappuccino. When she wanted to pay the drinks in Lipa, the waitress didn’t want to take the money and they quarreled until my Ivy invited her boss and told him that according to the law, they have to take Lipas as the mean of payment since it is Croatian monetary value too or she will call financial inspection and sue them. So they took the money. Zdenka brought the peppermint leaves and my mom and she smashed them in small pieces and put it on my Prince body. He started to fell cooler but very soon he got some itching rush on the body. He just discovered that he is allergic to it. We washed his body and he felt better. How, we put our last hope into the injections that supposed to come in Monday. Although injections supposed to reduce his extreme sweating to minimum, the heat still makes him nervous, so he will take some appeasement pills that makes minimal addiction and he will take them only in extreme situations. He continued to sweat a lot, but my Ivy and I showed him how much we love him. We exchanged sittings in his lap regardless of being wet from his sweat. We weren’t disgusted by it for he didn’t smell badly at all; he was only wet. We could see on his face how much he was glad we did it. It will be much harder for him if we will behave opposite and avoid him. When you love someone you love him in all “states” and “conditions”, not only when he is doing well.
When they left, I worked on my theses and very soon Adriana and Nick called asking if they may come to talk to us about the wedding. When they arrived, Adriana couldn’t hug him, shook hand with him because it disgusted her, but Nick was very opposite. He didn’t mind it at all. We talked about few rehearsals we should have in August due to their wedding. We told them we will do it if our job obligations will let us do it. Anyway, plan “B” was that if we don’t manage to come, they will make the detail plan of the wedding ceremony and give it to us on the time. We had a great time and my Ivy wanted to show to Adriana how much she loves my Prince and she constantly kissed him and hugged him sitting in his lap and being very wet from his sweat. She told her:
- Adry … loving your husband has no expiration time and isn’t conditioned. You either love him regardless of his sickens or physical disorder or you don’t. True love knows no boundaries.
Adriana bent her head and I could see she was ashamed. I was very proud at my Ivy. When they left, we swam in the sea, had excellent sex and then we returned to the house. I studied my materials before Fran arrived to watch “the diaries of Bridget Jones - the edge of reason” with me on TV. My luvs studied martial arts theory and they talked about their parenthood.
My Ivy is mentally growing each day becoming more and more reponssible and mature. She will always be a bit of “crazy” and wild but she will be a great mother as she is a spouse. So, it’s Sunday; 2:30 in the morning. I can’t sleep because it rumbles and it’s windy. My Prince finally sleep. I’m working on my theses and I wrote this diary during the short break. The point of this diary is to show you that love overcomes all problems. It doesn’t weaken or reduce when your loved one is sick or in troubles. On contrary, it grows and glance in fullness for it doesn’t have the “temporary” effect and it doesn’t change according to the circumstances. The best model of the true love are Ivy's and my mom who stayed with their husbands in "hell" and "heaven".
So this entry will be split into two spoilers, if you don't want spoilers skip the first one which will be talking about me inadvertantly spoiling certain things in that game for myself (as well as others.)
The city is crowded and bristling with life. If it's the war or the busy market days this time of the year, I' don't know.
The Winking Skeever, prominent Inn near the city gate
Many guests frequent this highly overrated inn, but that's the same with every other tavern in the city. And it leaves little options to stay at a better or cheaper place.
But at least the bard is worth her money.
.. and they have the famous spiced wine for the guests who can afford a bottle.
Either by design or by accident, this is the opportunity, where likeminded adenturesses and adventurers meet and share their tales with a bottle or two.
The next evening, a thunderstorm quenches any idea to sit outside and watch the stars in the sky.
That marks it as a time to sit in a chair and read a book from the old shelf in the corner... and to dive into some of the mysteries and secrets of this honorable city.
And I am sure, they have their secrets.
Wait, was is this?
Ciri? You're up for a little stroll in the sewerage? This book here mentions some ancients paths below the city. It might be a way to gain access and some knowledge about the closed parts of the city.
One never knows, when it might come in handy.
I take it, you're not the girl to mind wading through skeever infested mud and excrements, when there is a secret to uncover at the end of the tunnel?
Fine, then let's sneak out of here. No need to tell anyone where we are going.
Somewhere in the unseen part of Solitude, a quarter past midnight
Behind the inn should be a hidden entrance, ... here, I found it!
The book was right, ancient tunnels are leading us directly into the castle and it's underworks.
Shhhhh. We don't want to wake the guards. Let them sleep and dream of girls in their laps instead of girls uncovering their secrets.
It's the college of whispers! ... and the tunnels ends directly in their crypt.. or whatever they bury here.
Back and around a corner, another trap door opens a path into more sewers.
Good doggy! Fine doggy. Shhhhh
The Cloaka Maxima
So, here we are. The Cloaka Maxima
No, Ciri. She is just a poor soul. She's no danger. Let's give her a coin, so she remembers who's a friend....
... and whom she might tell what her eyes see all day.
Clearly this guy was not so smart. Did he really think, he could rape two girls who creep through the stench at midnight?
Ciri, I know. The stench is awful and gulping it down with his mead can ease it for a minute.
But would you please look at what he is hiding in that strong box?
I guess, there is no need to hide or bury his corpse. The skeevers will tidy this little mess up until tomorrow.
Trust me, they will leave not a single trace of him. If you ignore the remaining metal parts of his clothing and axe.
Exits into all directions.
I guess we've seen enough for tonight. Let's sneak back before anyone notices, we had been leaving.
Solitude, The Winking Skeever, about 2 in the morning
Oh, hello Lady Yennefer.
No, we had just been outside in front of the inn for a minute. Gathering a bit of fresh air after all that mead. But it is still raining and unpleasant.
What smell? What's wrong with our clothes?
Small story time. First time making gifs from honeyselect. The animations were done by Seamless found on the illusion card site. I just made slight changes to the setting and VERY slight adjustments to the animation itself. The scenes Seamless makes are, well, seamless. I just decided to make a very small story to it.
*warning, gifs in spoiler are large in file size*
Cassie's been making trips through a trashy alley using it as a short cut to get home from swim practice. No one ever goes there. Her neighbors tell her there's a mean old homeless man that lives there....
She looks for the homeless man and finds him asleep. She gets an idea. She wants to be friends with him so she can cut through everyday with no worry.
Cassie begins shaking her rump in the direction of the man and wakes him. He walks over to Cassie, turns her around towards his dirty couch and bends her over slowly sliding his dirty self into her and saying "I want you to visit me everyday!" Cassie says, "Make me..."
I just bought one of my favorite comic stories of all times, yes I bought Sunstone Vol 1-5 on ebay
This story played a big part in understand Aria and Phes Slave to Mistress relationship and I will look forward to reading it.
My favorite animated TV show of all time just got saved. Yes Clone wars is coming back for 12 episodes. I haven't looked so forward to a Star Wars Media since Force Awakens
I have content ready to post from tomorrow to September 8th
Thats 5 Chapters each with 3 part stories insides them edited and adjusted better then ever
Oh and this...
I'm going to London Comic Con (Again) but its a different one to the one I went to last time. No one I'm too interested in meeting but I for love going to comic con, its a room full of people just like me. Whats not to love
Keep going down....
And last.. bit not least..
I'm getting my Computer fixed on Next Saturday for... FREE!
My Moms friend is doing it for free. I dont know how long it will take but its sooner then November or December
Thank you for all the support You, yes you. Thank you
Just a bonus with no chat bubbles. I also changed some things on Tala.
I actually like putting the text in without the speech bubbles since it cuts down on the clutter. But I don't think it will work for every picture due to lighting. I'll figure out a good style to stick to eventually, but in the meantime - I hope you liked this entry!
Legate Rikke recalls one of her daily experiences of coercion and humiliation at the hand of General Tullius.
Legate Rikke stood as she listened to the general's battle plans against the Stormcloak's various forts and holds; the meeting had gone well past midnight and all present found themselves getting tired. General Tullius continued to drone on and on as he recommended various tactics and relayed intelligence passed on by scouts and spies. General Tullius was well known for his tedious meetings in his strive for perfection; he desperately seeked recognition from The Emperor for his loyal service as well as a suitable reward for quenching the rebellion taking place in Skyrim. As he covered more classified operations and information more and more of the lower ranked officers and generals were dismissed; which; at the end; only left Legate Rikke; his second in command. He waited until the entire room was clear before continuing.
"Legate Rikke... Spies have reported that the Stormcloaks are looking for the jagged crown... The very same worn by King Borgas. If Ulfric manages to find and claim it... His rule would be significantly strengthened. According to our scholars and scouts the crown may be located in the tomb, Korvanjund. I want you to take a large group there and explore it... Should you take--" General Tullius's voice began to fade out as Legate Rikke blinked a few times to keep herself awake; bored beyond belief. "--Well? Any questions?" General Tullius said as he looked at her closely; noticing her blank, vacant stare at the table. "N.. No, Sir!" Legate Rikke half-shouted as she turned towards him quickly. He raised an eyebrow before continuing; "Very well... There's also been a increase in crime--" His voice faded again as her imagination took her away.
Legate Rikke pictured herself with Elisif; holding her fragile, nude frame as their tongues fiercely locked. She imagined herself grabbing Elisif's ass cheeks and squeezing them, slapping them and stretching them open as they kissed. She dreamed of their verbal exchange and accompanying moans as they passionately held one another in their covert, forbidden love; "Shh.. I'm going to be so gentle with you, Elisif... My love." Rikke saw herself saying as she imagined Elisif's response; "Yes.. Be gentle with me.. I'm delicate.. I need a strong, Nord woman to guide me..." Rikke was brought out of her sexual daydream by General Tullius's loud voice next to her; "Legate!" Rikke turned her head quickly as she let out a small gasp; her cheeks slightly red from arousal. "Y.. Yes, General?" She stammered as she saw his face staring at her with disgust and annoyance.
"What did I just say?" General Tullius asked her boldly; knowing that she could not answer. Legate Rikke started to shake her head as her mouth opened in shock before she averted her eyes from him and looked down; "I.. I was distracted. I'm sorry." General Tullius shook his head at her as he crossed his arms; "I think you and I need to have a serious talk about your conduct as of late... You've been unfocused, quite and distracted ever since we visited The Blue Palace--" He paused as he waved his hand at the castle's stony walls before continuing loudly; "--Has the luxury of the palace bored you to be here? Well?" He sternly asked as he glared at her. Rikke shook her head as she felt shame redden her cheeks; the few guards posted around the room watched his prolonged belittlement of Legate Rikke's behavior intently.
General Tullius glanced around the room at the guards; his gaze met with one of the guards who had turned his head to the side to watch them. The second of eye contact made the guard swiftly turn his head away; the General's authority was absolute within the castle; everyone knew that. He started walking towards his quarters and stopped; looking over his back he beckoned at Rikke; "Legate Rikke, we will continue this discussion in my quarters." He said sternly as he walked out of sight. Legate Rikke followed after him almost immediately; it was not a request. It was an order. She paused as she rounded the corner and looked up at General Tullius; who was clearly waiting for her. "I'm glad you managed to pay attention. It would be quite embarrassing for you to be dragged into my quarters. Wouldn't it, Legate Rikke?"
"Y.. Yes, Sir." Rikke responded in a small voice as her insides froze up; she had stood before him many times in this corridor and she knew what going to his quarters meant. He turned around and walked inside his quarters with Rikke right behind him. "Close the door." He ordered as he sat on the bed. Rikke closed the door softly and turned around with a detached look on her face; she predicted he would order her to strip now; as he had told her so on many occasions in his quarters. "Rip your panties off and throw them to me." He sternly ordered as he pointed at her crotch area. She was a bit surprised at his unexpected order but complied; she reached under her armor's skirt and grabbed hold of her panties; slightly moist from her prior erotic daydream. She tugged at it hard; it ripped and tore with each of her pulls.
After a few seconds her panties tore; they were slightly wet with her aroused sex's juices. "Yes, Sir." She emotionlessly said as she furled the ripped panties in a ball and threw them at him; he caught them and began to unwrap them as he sneered at her. She felt humiliated as she watched him sniff her panties and rub them over his face whilst groaning sexually. He threw them aside and began to strip off his uniform as his eyes greedily took in her armored form. "You'll be pleasuring me with your armor on today." He stated as he continued to strip off his remaining uniform while he wore an expectant look on his face. Rikke froze for a moment before nodding her head in submission and answering him; "Y.. Yes, Sir." He chuckled at her bowed head as he took off his final clothing item; his pants; revealing his erect manhood to her.
He waved her over as he grinned; his eyes drawn to his honor-bound slave as she reluctantly made her way towards him. He stood up and pointed to his cock; "Let's see what those hard, Nord hands of yours can do..." He huskily panted before licking his lips; anxious to feel her touch on his cock once again. She slowly stepped closer to him and slid a hand down his chest and stomach before finally closing around the tip of his manhood. He moaned as she started to slide her hand along his shaft roughly; back and forth; just the way he liked it. "Oh yeah.. You were thinking about my cock before weren't you? You slut... All you Nord women are sluts for Imperial cock." He hoarsely spoke as he leaned forwards and licked her cheek. Rikke blushed at the depravity of her honor and respect as a woman as she responded in a low voice; "Y.. Yes.."
Rikke turned a even deeper shade of red as she felt her sex betray her mind; it had started to moisten considerably as her hand performed the lewd act on Tullius's cock. They said nothing as their breathes slowly increased in tempo whilst a soft, fleshy slapping noise accompanied her hand's efforts to milk the General's cock. "Ah yes... Nothing quite like a hand-job from a strong, Nord woman.." He whispered sensually before softly kissing her neck a few times. Rikke was conflicted; she hated his coercion and degradation of her honor yet she found herself moaning; a part of her surrendering to him as she embraced her role as his plaything. After a few more seconds he pulled her back slightly; freeing his cock from her grip and pushed her down roughly onto her knees. He stared down at her with a big grin on his face as his cock throbbed.
He playfully but forcefully swung his hips; slapping her face and cheeks with his cock; hard. She felt used and worthless as he did this; each loud, fleshy slap further consolidating his domination over her. He grabbed her hair with both of his hands and spoke as their gaze briefly met; "Let's have those Nord lips of yours prove to me that you're worth keeping on as a Legate..." He said in a deep, aroused voice before dragging her mouth towards his cock by her hair. He stepped forward and moaned as his glans briefly rubbed her closed lips before they opened submissively. Rikke let out a gurgled cry before retching as his rough hands painfully pulled her hair towards his cock; forcing his member deeper down her tight, wet throat. Tullius moaned in pleasure as he felt her retch, gurgle and splutter a mixture of drool and pre-cum.
"Use that nasty Nord tongue of yours... C'mon.." He groaned as he loosened his grip on her hair as she pulled backwards for air; coughing up more drool; the vile mixture of drool and his pre-cum clung onto her chin. She felt so used yet as his musky cock was like aphrodisiac to her; her tongue started to lap at his shaft softly at first before she found herself eagerly bobbing her head up and down his shaft; her own arousal building as she pleasured him. Tullius happily stroked her hair as sounds of pleasure escaped through his quickened breathing; "That's it... Suck Daddy Tullius's cock.." He spat at her in a mixture of aggressive arousal as he watched her head move back and forth. His cock was treated to a wonderful plethora of sensations; her soft wet tongue lapped at his shaft while her tight, wet throat massaged his sensitive glans.
After a minute of this along with her occasionally kissing his glans with her lips and sucking on his balls he reluctantly pushed her hungry mouth away and helped her stand up. He wrapped his arms around her as he gazed into her eyes; she gazed back into his as they breathed fast; both of them highly aroused. With surprising speed he scooped up one of her legs and brought it over his shoulder as Rikke grabbed him for support. She felt his cock against her thigh as they stared at one another. "You poor girl... You must be drenched down there..." Tullius commented as he snuck a hand under her skirt and rubbed her wet lips. Rikke's mind submitted to her lust; forgoing her honor and self-respect she kissed him and rubbed her body against his; submitting to his masculinity as well as allowing her feminine nature to blossom.
She moved her hips up and down slightly against his hand as she begged for his cock; "P.. Please.. Daddy... Fuck me.. Fuck my Nord holes with that Imperial cock.. Please, Daddy!" The shame gave in to lust as she genuinely meant it; her depths needed his cock desperately. Tullius grinned at her as he shifted her skirt and teased her needy, drenched sex with his shaft; his glans rubbing up and down along her pussy lips. "Yeah... Daddy is going to fuck both your holes.. That moist pussy and that dirty, tight ass of yours." He said in a aggressive, sensual whisper as he suddenly gripped her tightly and rammed his shaft against her pussy lips; his head popped inside her before he pulled out and madly thrust away at her; his shaft reaching deeper with each and every thrust. He lay dormant as he felt himself enter her balls-deep.
Rikke shuddered as she held onto him tightly; closing her eyes as she let out a primal grunt. "Ugh! Oh... Yes.." She moaned as she felt his shaft stand dormant inside of her whilst she tried to relax her sensitive, wet and velvety walls. She bit her lip as she looked at him; waiting for him to start thrusting away at her; instead he was staring back into her eyes with a sadistic grin on his face. "You Nord women don't like being taken on your backs do you?" He hissed at her as he gave her a few seconds worth of fast and rough thrusting. Rikke cried out in pleasure as her armor clunked loudly before the sensation faded and his cock stood dormant once more. She felt embarrassed as she pleaded with him; "P.. Please.. Ge.. Daddy.. Please.. Fuck me.. Fuck me on my back.. Like a Imperial whore.. Please! I need your cock, Daddy!"
Tullius smiled at her before roughly pushing her forwards as he fell with her; she landed on her back and his cock fully impaled itself inside her sex. She let out a scream of pleasure before he began to wildly thrust away and pound at her pussy. Rikke lay there and took it; enjoying the sensation of his shaft stimulating her needy walls and sex as his hand occasionally slapped her clit; emitting further moans and wails of pleasure. The room was full of primal male and female grunts and moans accompanied with the fast, rhythmic slapping of wet flesh hitting wet flesh. Her armor clunked and rattled with each thrust; the room's loud noises traveled past the closed door and into the corridor and planning room; some of the guards grinned at one another as they knew what was going on; the General was fucking the Legate; hard.
Tullius let out a pro-longed moan as he felt her pussy clamp down on his well-lubricated shaft; milking him of his pre-cum as he felt his fertile sperm swim and shift in his swollen balls. He roared loudly in a mixture of lust and dominance as his pounding increased in tempo and ferocity as he stared down at the helpless Nord woman who he lay dominion over. "You're mine... In. Ugh! Every. Agh! Fucking. Urgh! Way! Huargh!" He barked at her as he grunted in between. Rikke licked her lips as she looked up at him in submission; moaning sensually and enjoying her rough fucking; "Y.. Yes! I'm your fucking slut! Use me!" She cried out as she rode on her impending orgasm and waves of shame. Tullius sensed she was close and laughed; he reluctantly slowed his thrusting before pulling out; Rikke let out a disappointed cry as she looked up at him.
He shook his head as he chuckled at her reaction; "No..--" He paused as he caught his breathe and continued; "--.. No.. You're going to cum only when you present that sweet ass of yours... Daddy wants it rough.." Rikke breathed heavily as her lust-clouded mind drove her onwards; she shifted around and held her skirt up as she looked back over her shoulder; "For Talos's sake! Fuck my ass, Daddy! Fu--" She froze as he widened his eyes at her. There was a second of silence before he whispered into her ear as he moved to mount her tight ass; "Bad girl... Very bad... I'm going to fuck Talos out of your ass!" He shoved his swollen cock head against her tight entrance as he roughly placed a hand over her mouth; his second hand gripped her arm as he prepared to give her the violent fucking of her life. "Let this be a lesson to you, slut..."
He paused his attempt to penetrate her ass; "There's only one god here... His name is Daddy." He whispered. Rikke let out a muffled whimper as he resumed; his shaft roughly thrust against her rosebud asshole; each thrust slowly but surely widening the opening; albeit painfully. Rikke let out a loud series of muffled cries behind his hand as she tried to squirm; his weight and other hand kept her in check. Tullius groaned as his cock's head entered her extremely tight ass tunnel; even though it was lubricated by her juices; the tunnel entrance simply could not cope with such a large cock. He shouted in frustration as he violently forced his way inside her; his pleasure was all that mattered at this point. Rikke sobbed and cried as her body shuddered; his shaft was roughly sodomizing her poor, tight ass; rubbing against her burning tunnels.
His cock pounded away at her with no remorse nor compassion for her well-being as her tightest of tunnels was taken. As she cried and wailed she felt her pussy nearing implosion; each of his thrusts ended up shaking her body; her clit rubbed against the skirt under her with each thrust. Tullius moaned as he whispered in her ear as he battled his impending orgasm; "Ssh.. You're.. Ugh! Doing so.. Oh! Well.. Urghhh! Oh Fuck!! Hrrgr!" He screamed suddenly as her ass tightly clamped down on his shaft; his shaft twitched and swelled as his cock head swelled; he came inside her as he roared; each wad shook his sweaty body as he held her down; humping deep inside her slowly out of breeding instinct. Rikke cried out as she felt his many wads of cum shoot down deep inside her used and abused ass tunnels and into her bowels.
She sobbed as he lay on top of her; spent and tired; his hands fell onto her shoulders as her sobs and wails of pain suddenly filled the room; no longer muffled. "Ow.. Ow! It.. H--" She paused as she looked up at him with pleading eyes; "--P.. Please pull out! Please, Daddy! My poor ass.. Ow..Ugh!" Tullius's unfocused eyes looked down at her blurred face as he complied; he slowly withdrew from her ass; lewd, wet farting noises and a loud pop accompanied his shaft as he pulled out of her tight tunnel. He moaned as he saw his cum already start to leak out of her filled up; painful ass. Tullius placed a reassuring hand on Rikke's shoulder and patted her; "Good girl... You get to keep your rank... Such a good morale restorer too.." He joked as he looked at her with love as well as concern and pity at her shaking body.
"It hurts.. My ass hurts.." Rikke whimpered as she felt his reassuring hand on her shoulder; it comforted her somewhat. Tullius slowly helped her up to a kneeling position; Rikke grimaced in pain and discomfort as he man-handled her somewhat. "Ssh... Your mission can wait a few days.." He muttered before he stroked her hair and stroked his cock over her face; his last few spurts and droplets splashing on her face. Their gazes met as they breathed heavily; one was content; the other in pain. "Did you cum?" He asked as he stared down at her still-blushing, aroused face. Rikke slowly shook her head as she let out a moan of pain; her hands gripped her ass cheeks from under the skirt; "I.. It hurt too much.. It stings, Daddy.." Tullius smiled as he glanced to his left; "Don't worry... I have something for the pain..."
Two days later; Legate Rikke was fitted in a chastity belt; the only key; held by General Tullius...
That concludes: Authoritative Abuse
"Any feedback, suggestions or constructive criticism is most welcome - I hope you enjoyed the story."
Last two days (Wednesday and Thursday) were real hell for my Prince and according to the weather forecast it’s going to continue. He simply has no rest from problems and tribulations. Just as we solved the last one (our dads’ national pride) new problem pinned on his “back”: enormous heat (over 32 Celsius). He can’t sleep, can’t eat, is very tensed and he sweats ***“like a pig” (*** it is not offensive expression in our country. It is the expression for the person who sweats beyond normal, but it doesn’t’ mean he stinks. Pigs doesn’t have sweating glands, that’s why they cooling their bodies in the mud. So, whoever made up this saying didn’t know what he was saying or wanted to be sarcastic or use an allegory that doesn’t make sense). Anyhow, the point of saying this is that no cooling helped him. As soon we stopped cover his body with cold towels or when he came out of the sea, he sweated a lot and breathed deep and heavily. Abnormal sweating isn’t the only issue: he is collapsed, tensed, powerless, without concentration and so on and so on. And this summer is worse than last summer. The only positive thing in it is: he is extremely horny. Since he didn’t have proper sleep he was very tensed, his concentration on the work was equal to “0”. He made mistake after mistake and it pissed him off. My Ivy, Fran, Lidija and Tina helped him as much as they could. Although my boss told him to go home and to appoint his substitute, he didn’t want to. (damn stubborn jackass – I say it out of love and concern for him, not as an insult). My boss had to order him to go home officially for otherwise he wouldn’t go. He went home but he returned at the evening with Ivy for they played at the hotel terrace with Hotel band regardless of my protest. If he would know what will happen to him, he wouldn’t show up at all. It was his worst night and total fiasco. I wished he listened to me for I had a bad feeling about that.
He was already all wet from sweat even before they started to play and when the entertaining began. I wasn’t present, but my Ivy and Fran told me what happened. Since his hands were very wet, he couldn’t play the chords well and accurate and the sweat was falling from his forehead into his eyes and into his mouth from nose and face. He couldn’t sing. So he sounded like total music anti-talent. He had to give up from playing and singing and he was very angry. He left the stage. Ivy wanted to leave the stage too being concern for him but he told her to stay and play and sing with the band. He gave car keys to Fran to give it to Ivy and he came home by taxi. He kissed me and he dress off and cursing the summer and the heat he jumped in the sea. I knew that something bad happened, but I didn’t ask him anything since he was tensed and he swam and dived like mad man. When Ivy and Fran arrived home, they told me what happened. I felt very sorry for my Prince. We asked him to come out of the water. My Ivy and I showered him with kisses and she cried saying he made her very worried and she was tempted to leave the show too, but she obeyed him as her boss and husband and she stayed. She said she had no joy in playing and singing without him. We sat on the beach and we talked how can we help him. I didn’t used mean “I told you, honey” for it won’t help him now and I’m not a mean person. He already knew he should listen to me. None of us had any good idea. Ivy said she’ll talk to her mom and ask her to send the doctor since my Prince doesn’t go to the hospital.
So, yesterday morning, my Prince didn’t go to the work. He was already all wet and he constantly sweated, even after the shower he took after our morning routine. Boss called him to check on him and he told him that if he’s condition is like yesterday; he should stay at home for he would do more damage then good. Zdenka invited her house doctor who came with the nurse and they checked on him but couldn’t find the source or the cause of that disorder. After checking and finding his blood, urine, blood pressure and similar stuff functioning all right, the doctor concluded that my Prince is most probably under the stress. But, he rejected the theory saying that he can’t stand the heat every summer and that it is getting worse every year. The doctor prescribed Botulinum toxin injections which are hard to find in our country and are very expensive. So Zdenka ordered them from Germany. They supposed to arrive in Monday. We hope it will help him. He is on sick leave until the injections arrives from Germany or if by any miracle the temperatures go below 30 Celsius. It’s simply unbelievable. My poor luv. So, how he spends his day. Mostly in the sea swimming and diving. When the sun is too hot, our moms are cooling him with icy towels and he drinks a lot of liquids (the average amount is 8-10 liters a day) and sucking ice cubes. He can’t eat, he can’t sleep, he can’t work (it requires a lot of patience and concentration for he is dealing with people and their problems), but he can fuck like he didn’t have sex for weeks. LOL. That’s the only positive thing in all of this. This is another unique characteristic of my Prince. I never met a person who will walk bare footed on 0 or below zero Celsius and sleep in cold room only in his underpants covered only with blanket; who will find the source of his strength in breathing cold freezing air. Like he was born on cold North or cold South. While the sun gives life and energy to all living creatures, it “kills” and weakens my Prince. LOL. Isn’t he something?!
So, how we gonna spend our weekend. I will be working on my theses and be on the beach with my luvs where they will spend most of the day and we will cool my Prince’s body combining it with a lot of wild great sex.
Madamme, the most known Mistress of all the city, was long ago a normal woman working in a bar at night, just serving drinks. In two months she was promoted to general secretary, getting paperwork ready for her boss and drinking coffee with him. At first everything seemed normal, but after the first week as secretary, her body experimented some visual changes... This all events led her to be the new Escort Mistress of 'Luxury House'.
Her boss was a business man, the owner of the 'Night Bar' where Madamme was working in. His face was almost all the time inexpressive and all the children of the city were afraid of him. Madamme always was trying to cheer him up, because she knew the stressful work can make a person unhappy. He always asked her to drink coffee with him and she always accepted gladly.
One week passed and after many coffee drinks, her whole body got bigger and heavier, but mostly her hips and her breasts. Her work uniform started to get tighter and finally one day it broke. She asked her boss to give her a new uniform suitable for her new body proportions, but there were no more sizes left for the secretary uniform. Instead of that, he offered her a tight black dress with all the back uncovered and breast exposed, except the nipples. These clothes were the dancers' uniform that worked there from midnight to early morning. She hesitated for a moment... That was clearly too much for her, but was the only option. Her boss finally convinced her when he said that she'd only work inside his office, so nobody could see her in that outfit. That was so kind of him! Then she changed her clothes and put on the new uniform, which was a little tight too, but this time it won't broke.
December was near and so the vacations. Madamme's body always was sweating, even in winter, so her skin was always glossy. She tried to cover all the skin she could, but she was always very hot and ended up wearing a skirt. At least this time she could exit from her boss' office. The day before vacations, her boss offered her a special drink to celebrate Christmas and the New Year in the office. It was a refreshing one, just what Madamme needed with her body heat. The drink was called 'R4P3M3' (Refreshing Peoples Minds, but still don't know what the numbers mean).
When she left the work she decided to go to a famous restaurant located near there. Surprisingly her coworkers were having dinner there to say goodbye each other before the Holidays. She was about to join them, but then she started to feel hot like never before. She ran to the first waiter she found and paid him to don't let in any woman in the women toilets for 10 minutes. Seconds after she found herself locked inside the toilet, touching herself to release the heat inside her body. She opened her handbag and picked up the anal beads she bought a day before to play with them in her boyfriend's house. She inserted them in the ass little by little, while his vagina was squirting all her fluids into the floor.
She was too concentrated in all the pleasure that she didn't notice that one of her male coworkers mistook the men toilets and entered the women's one. When she gazed up and look at him, she sat up into the floor with an expression of fear and surprise. She couldn't believe it!
She finally stood up and started begging him to keep what he just had seen as a secret. If the boss found out that his secretary is such a perv she surely would be fired.
The guy was in shock, he didn't know what was going on and didn't know what to say or do... Until she spelled the words "I'll do anything you want...". Then he smirked almost immediately.
The man started taking out his pants and she opened her legs with a welcoming position.
From that day, she started her perv life as the fuck doll of the office, just to keep everyone's mouth shut down. What she didn't know is that R4P3M3 caused all of this...
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Disclaimer: While some of the content posted or described here(mostly W.I.P material), may be assured to be added into the mod, some things may end up being listed as CUT, meaning it may make it into the mod with some severe edits, or will not be added at all, and reasons for that will be listed.
Selachii Legacy (Same no Isan) - A comprehensive work that intends to explain many details about the Selachii race.
Selachii Stories (Same no Monogatari) - An offshoot of Marin's main work, these are going to be stories which were more focused than the material meant for the Legacy book. Rather than pure information, these go much more for story, and smaller details. Some could include specific people, where her interaction with them is the focus of the work, while others may rely on myth and legend - though never lying about that fact.
Racial Phylogeny - Link - Edits the vanila book to include mention of the Selachii, and may include other changes.
Loading Screen Tips - Link - Similar to the vanilla texts about races, history, etc, the Selachii will have similar ones as well - perhaps even with related art for them.
Notes from the Iyashino-ka - A series of books or notes that deal with various anatomical and other issues, such as healing methods, information on practices related to heath, etc.
Circumcision - Text detailing the Selachii's view on this practice. - Link
The Night Lords - A series of books that detail some of the more hidden history of Vampires in Skyrim - those of the bloodline spawned by the daughter of an Ancient Nordic Warlord, Hela.
Vol I - Rite of Blood - Hela's intimidation of a priest who once knew her in life, and a former slave girl becomes one of the first to walk in Hela's shadow.
Vol II - Return of the Hound - Lost to the battle, the canine companion she had known from a pup, returns to her. (Note: This one may or may not contain bestiality.)
Vol III - Snowhawk - Hela finds another to walk in her shadow, but this one has to make a choice between Sovngarde, or eventually, Coldharbour.
Vol IV - Hel's Revenge - Hela learns that one of those she trusted the most, has betrayed her. In rage, she seeks bloody revenge.
Vol V - ????
Note: Some titles may not be final.
Powerless - (W.I.P)
Darkness - (W.I.P)
Nature's Gift - Many of Tamriel's creatures may remain mysterious, even if much can be known about them. Of these, Spriggans may seem like nothing more than guardians of forests, of nature itself, but unseen to the races of Nirn, they may indeed be much more. No matter if they have societies of their own, culture that is foreign to the minds of men and elves, the goals of some may not be as malicious as some believe their actions to be. To those who are perhaps spurned by the societies of men, one in the right place, and perhaps mind, may understand the truth about these creatures.
NOTE: Character journals and other related content like notes and such, are(or will be) mentioned in other entries.
When darkness and decay cover the land... When all hope fades away along with a dying world... Someone has to rise up... becoming the avatar of darkness itself... fighting fire with fire... and bring... JUSTICE!
A humble set of foot-fetish related pictures I took whilst testing ENB:
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Quite the tease... Ahem.. Anyways; playing hide and seek with her toes in this one...
Found em'! 🤤
Dirty, depraved, delicious...
Looks like they have a fan...
Ankles and heels...
And the rest...
Looks like they'll have a brief respite for the night... 10 gold earned...
A bandit was told to watch guard over a captive...
A noblewoman's feet; begging to be tormented.
After a bit... Those toes will wiggle...
And her body will squirm... 😆
Next; a slave; bound, gagged and barefoot...
Her reason for a lack of shoes is quite clear...
Entertaining her master; barefoot.
A slave's feet at their rightful place...
Next; an old friend visits the blue palace... With an attitude.
Well dressed feet or not; such an attitude must be checked...
Anal discipline; while barefoot.
The next day; a law was passed in Skyrim which declared all females must be barefoot at all times.
Though the couriers with the new law declarations wouldn't come for days...
Such exotic footwear would be missed...
In her case; she'll be "barefoot and pregnant" soon anyways..
That concludes the showcase; I'm usually up to no good in Skyrim so I'm sure it won't be the last of its kind from me...
Hope you enjoyed the showcase 👋
Madamme's Chapter is out now! You can read her story HERE.
I must thank you guys for the feedback and support I receive. I really appreciate every single view, like and comment you leave in my blog, so I wanted to reward you with a very short description as advance of the next chapter I'm working on (which is based for the first time in the last chapter I uploaded: The Escort). This chapter will have as main character the Madamme of the 'Luxury House' where Yumiko worked as escort.
The Madamme is both dominant and submissive, she can adjust to the role depending of the situation and what the client is requesting. Without further delay (because I know ur horny AF), let me introduce you this sexy woman: The Madamme!