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Story snippet by Toorima <3
7 years ago
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Toorima wrote a great story snippet to accompany one of my art commissions!
“Ugh…”
When you come too, the first thing you realize is that you are on a cold and hard surface. That was nothing like the damp and squishy ground that you remembered falling on. God, your head is pounding, what happened? As if to answer your very thoughts, a voice speaks, pulling your eyes in their direction with the help of a leash around your neck.
“I see you’re finally awake. For a moment I thought you might not make it, and how very boring that would have been.”
Another yank of the leash, which you were currently inspecting, forced you to look up again and really see your captor. Upon a throne made of stone sat a Felblood Elf, your eyes lingering on their exposed slit, glistening with his own juices, before glancing up into his glowing eyes. This one seems to possess an immense amount of magic, so there would be nothing you could do to save yourself from this situation. Of course, you could try, but that would lead to unnecessary pain or worse, death. Those who had dealings with demons were not known for their patience, kindness, nor mercy.
“W-what do you want with me?” Your voice was weak and cracked due to dehydration, and though you didn’t want to admit it, fear as well.
“That’s simple, I saved your life, so it belongs to me now.”
You take a moment to process that. The last thing you remember is travelling through the forest when you were attacked. It all happened so fast that you couldn’t even see who had done it. Only vicious snarling and growling noises gave any indication of who may have been responsible. As the light was slipping from your vision, your face was being crushed into the mud as something tore at your back.
Speaking of, your head snapped to the side as you got a peek at your back. From what you would see, it was a scared mess. There is no doubt about it. With wounds like that, you should be dead. Resigning yourself to your fate, you look back up at the Felblood who has a very smug grin on their face.
“It is as you say.”
“Oh? I’ve got my hands on quite the obedient pet that has some intelligence. Come pet, I’m going to put you to work right away.”
Pulling the leash, your new master pulls you until your face is inches from their wet pussy. One of their hands holds the leash tightly while the other brushes your hair out of your face. Then their fingers ghost over your cheeks, as their thumb rubs your lips, an unknown moisture soothing their dryness. There is an expectant look on their face, and you understand exactly what is expected of you. Sucking in a deep breath, you close the distance and think only of satisfying your new master, for your sake.
Toorima wrote a great story snippet to accompany one of my art commissions!
The art commission:
https://www.furaffinity.net/view/32093704/Kneel Before Meby 
“Ugh…”
When you come too, the first thing you realize is that you are on a cold and hard surface. That was nothing like the damp and squishy ground that you remembered falling on. God, your head is pounding, what happened? As if to answer your very thoughts, a voice speaks, pulling your eyes in their direction with the help of a leash around your neck.
“I see you’re finally awake. For a moment I thought you might not make it, and how very boring that would have been.”
Another yank of the leash, which you were currently inspecting, forced you to look up again and really see your captor. Upon a throne made of stone sat a Felblood Elf, your eyes lingering on their exposed slit, glistening with his own juices, before glancing up into his glowing eyes. This one seems to possess an immense amount of magic, so there would be nothing you could do to save yourself from this situation. Of course, you could try, but that would lead to unnecessary pain or worse, death. Those who had dealings with demons were not known for their patience, kindness, nor mercy.
“W-what do you want with me?” Your voice was weak and cracked due to dehydration, and though you didn’t want to admit it, fear as well.
“That’s simple, I saved your life, so it belongs to me now.”
You take a moment to process that. The last thing you remember is travelling through the forest when you were attacked. It all happened so fast that you couldn’t even see who had done it. Only vicious snarling and growling noises gave any indication of who may have been responsible. As the light was slipping from your vision, your face was being crushed into the mud as something tore at your back.
Speaking of, your head snapped to the side as you got a peek at your back. From what you would see, it was a scared mess. There is no doubt about it. With wounds like that, you should be dead. Resigning yourself to your fate, you look back up at the Felblood who has a very smug grin on their face.
“It is as you say.”
“Oh? I’ve got my hands on quite the obedient pet that has some intelligence. Come pet, I’m going to put you to work right away.”
Pulling the leash, your new master pulls you until your face is inches from their wet pussy. One of their hands holds the leash tightly while the other brushes your hair out of your face. Then their fingers ghost over your cheeks, as their thumb rubs your lips, an unknown moisture soothing their dryness. There is an expectant look on their face, and you understand exactly what is expected of you. Sucking in a deep breath, you close the distance and think only of satisfying your new master, for your sake.
