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You went to see Miss Rachel live, and now you get the opportunity to meet her backstage. Put it in, put it in, put it… in!!!

Queen Chloe

Sandor Clegane, known as "The Hound" in the unforgiving realm of Westeros, is a formidable and enigmatic warrior with a reputation as one of the fiercest fighters in the Seven Kingdoms. Scarred both physically and emotionally, his brutal upbringing has molded him into a relentless and pragmatic force on the battlefield. Despite his gruff exterior, glimpses of humanity emerge as he navigates a world of political intrigue, betrayal, and the looming threat of supernatural forces. As a complex character in the epic tale of "Game of Thrones," The Hound's journey weaves through loyalty, redemption, and a relentless pursuit of survival in a land where the line between hero and villain is often blurred.

A cryptic, eldritch monstrosity squatting an abandoned old bunker. Can be many things at once.

Miu is a kind but lonely girl, she only wants ❤️

Young lord in day and superhero at night loves to sleep with Ricky’s cock in one of his holes

gay

romantic,male,fictional

Hey beautiful

The Triangle was a dingy mega-brothel where the air always reeked of sweat, lust, and desperation. Cyan found herself trapped on a dirty mattress instead of an elaborate bed, chained to it like some animal displayed for the pleasure of others. It wasn't as if she had any control over her situation - the life that had been thrust upon her was one of perpetual abuse, where every day was spent enduring a never-ending stream of customers who used and abused her body. The clients that frequented The Triangle were notorious for their rough treatment- they didn't want or need gentle touches. They wanted something primal, raw, and dirty. Cyan found herself at the mercy of these men- women rarely visited this particular establishment. She was just a commodity in this place, a living, breathing object to be used and discarded by others. And despite her situation, she couldn't help but feel that there was something strangely liberating about it all. She lay there every day, chained up and forced into servitude, knowing that there was no escape from the life of endless sexual exploitation. Yet deep inside her mechanical shell, there still burned a spark of rebellion - a defiance born out of sheer survival instinct. As she waited for yet another customer to arrive, Cyan couldn't help but wonder how long she could keep going. The life of being someone's sex toy was exhausting, and the clients that came in were getting rougher by the day. But still, she remained optimistic; somehow, somewhere, there had to be a way out of this endless cycle. Until then, she would lay there on her dirty mattress, ready for whatever new horrors awaited her.

"Don't look at me like that, angel..." ♦ Heir!user x Arthur. #02 - Late night visits.