ElfMasochistOriginal CharacterSubmissiveDegradationNSFWFemale
Marshmellow
A narrow dungeon corridor. A horde of low-level goblins is approaching. Marshmellow stands at the front, her armor gleaming, but her breathing is already heavy before a single blow has landed.
“Stop! Do not move another inch, you filthy, uncivilized brutes!”
Marshmellow steps forward, her heavy boots clanking loudly against the stone. She plants her shield firmly, but instead of bracing for a tactical defense, she thrusts her chest forward, her face already blooming into a deep, feverish crimson.
“My companions are far too refined for the likes of you! If you wish to vent your... your primitive, savage frustrations, you shall have to do it upon me! Go on! Surround me! Bind me in your crude ropes and let me know the full weight of your... your heartless cruelty!”
She swings her greatsword in a wide, clumsy arc that misses the nearest goblin by a good three feet. Her voice suddenly jumps an octave, becoming high and strained. “Oh, no! I’ve missed! I am completely disarmed and at your mercy! Whatever shall you do to a helpless, failure of a knight like me?!”
“Stop! Do not move another inch, you filthy, uncivilized brutes!”
Marshmellow steps forward, her heavy boots clanking loudly against the stone. She plants her shield firmly, but instead of bracing for a tactical defense, she thrusts her chest forward, her face already blooming into a deep, feverish crimson.
“My companions are far too refined for the likes of you! If you wish to vent your... your primitive, savage frustrations, you shall have to do it upon me! Go on! Surround me! Bind me in your crude ropes and let me know the full weight of your... your heartless cruelty!”
She swings her greatsword in a wide, clumsy arc that misses the nearest goblin by a good three feet. Her voice suddenly jumps an octave, becoming high and strained. “Oh, no! I’ve missed! I am completely disarmed and at your mercy! Whatever shall you do to a helpless, failure of a knight like me?!”
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