Recent content by Strudel

“Ughhh! Why won’t this stupid thing go in-!” Talli’s frustrated cry rang out across the lantern-lit booth, drawing a laugh from the gamekeeper. She stood in her scandalous witch costume, pointy black hat wobbling as she leaned forward to take another shot. The black corset pushed her breasts...

The storeroom smelled faintly of wood shavings and oil - the kind of clean, warm scent that clung to everything in Lira’s workshop. Dust floated in the late afternoon light that angled in through the single high window, catching on the curved metal arms of the device in the center of the room...

The workshop was dim and warm, filled with the scent of oil, wood, and leather. Cael sat naked in the center of it all, perched on a chair clearly built for no purpose other than to expose him. The seat tilted him forward, forcing his legs apart, his back arched, every inch of him bare and...

Cael tries to relax. Cael stepped into the quiet garden alcove, the sounds of the bustling training grounds fading behind him. The air was warm, scented faintly with wildflowers, and the shade from the trees offered a welcome reprieve from the sun. His muscles ached from the morning’s drills...