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A Sword for Hire

A Sword for Hire     The mercenary entered the room, the steel plates and furs he donned painted a dark spot among the the vibrant tapestries and furniture. The chamber was basked in the glorious sun of Hammerfell, a mockery by the divines to emblaze the golden palace greater extravagance.      “I’m here for the contract.”   He broke the silence. Behind him was four warriors, hands on the pommels of their scimitars. They are ready to lurch at their kinsman o

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Aristoslowpoke in Short Stories

A Taste of Luxury Part II

A Taste of Luxury     “Come. (sigh)…Let us drink in honor of this deal.”   “yes...I will fetch another bottle from the cellar... ”   “Sadly I cannot stomach the dreariness of Haafingar’s reds. I believe you have something stronger in reserve.”     Otylia picked up the wine cup, her shrewd blue eyes gazed at Ilyrio, resting in the tub.   “...What can this humble serf bring you?”     Though debilitated, his disc

A Daring Study Part I

A Daring Study     For a mage as ambitious as Otylia Antan, often delves into the Arcanaeum. Between the dusty tomes and creased scrolls, she was lost in her rumination, therefore did not notice the malicious figure that shadowed her.   “Don’t move. I know who you are, slut.”    “oh? What is the meaning of this? ”     “Face forward. I know about your tryst with the Arch-Mage. He’s been enjoying these tits, hasn’t he?” He gleef

A Taste of Luxury

A Taste of Luxury     “…and as you can see, in addition to the wine cellar, the estate does include a tub.”    “Very impressive. I must commend you for such a delightful tour, mister Mopatis. Haven’t a proper bath since Dragon Bridge.”     “A just timing, milady. The tub is prepared beforehand.  Let me leave you to your privacy.”   “That won’t be necessary.”      “May I beg your pardon- “   Said the ge

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Aristoslowpoke in Short Stories

A Daring Study Part II

A cacophony of wetness and piston movement was running rampant in the corner of Arcanaeum. A battle of sex ensued, begging for an audience.      “This is for insulting me, you bitch.”  Said Phinis Gector as he plunged his manhood untiringly into Otylia Antan. Every push he went for extra inches deep, in the hope to inflict more pain to his opponent.      Desktop Screenshot 2020.08.21 - 12.14.11.04.mp4   “Uu-…nnh… Nnnuh……” Being hold up li

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Aristoslowpoke in Short Stories

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