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Personal Chamber

Added 2019-11-27 05:00:02 +0000 UTC

For weeks, it was Sally Whitemane's darkest secret to know one of her grand zealots was a Felguard in disguise. If only she could have incinerated him on the spot, but the Crusade sat at its weakest. The barbarian promised and proved no heretics would ever breach her monastery again – so long as he got to use her body as he wished. How could she deny?

Every day, as dusk arrived, that demonic brute would enter her quarters and reveal that giant slab of cockmeat for her to see again. For hours, he would rut her like a rabid stallion, not pausing for even a breath to give her respite from his rampant lust. The High Inquisitor wanted to be angry that she was little more than a fucktoy for the Legion, but she always found her thoughts muddled and twisted with her own need. Her evenings were now spent pleasing her hellish husband, his virile seed constantly flooding her womb and making her wonder if mixed races applied to demons. The wanton noises that had recently come thumping from her quarters had been of whispered rumors among the others-

But the neophytes knew better than to interrupt her nightly prayers and worship.

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Commission finished for wallpaper Wednesday, with the story snippet also provided by the commissioner :)

Alexstrasza project is still hard in the works! Hope the holidays are treating you well enough as, from I understand it, there's Thanksgiving about! Thank you, again, for your continued support and for all of your kind words! I better get back to work :)

Take care of yourselves, and each other!
/DH