Hello loves! While I haven't been writing, I have been working on updating some issues that have been hanging around on the layout! The Character change box is now at the bottom of the page, beside the up/down arrows! Green and Gold dragon flight dates have been shifted to the bottom of the page, where the (useless!) discord widget was located. Where the dragon flights were in the header, is now replaced by a Monthly Event box! This will be updated at the start of each month, with a fun mini-event you can take part in, if you want to! Thistle!
08.Jan.21, 05:44 PM
It wasn't until Pen gave her a new order that Esille mustered up the will power to stand up, legs still a little wobbly as she began to disrobe. She took her time, taking advantage of the chance to rest a bit as she slowly removed her dress and bra before kicking off her shoes. Unfortunately being nude did not give her any new insight for this latest decision that her lover was placing on her.
On the one hand being spanked over the desk would give Pendalier quite the view and likely tempt the man into another round a bit faster. But it was a hard and unyielding surface, and she already knew she was going to be sporting a few bruises. His lap, on the other hand, wouldn't give him as good of a view, and he wasn't the sort of man that had a soft layer of fat for added padding so he might just carry on his spanks for longer and she wouldn't be that much more comfortable while he did so. But it would get her closer to him and let her touch him more and that was always nice. But so was having her brains fucked out on the desk.
Decisions, decisions.
Esille inwardly cursed herself for not being able to decide a better punishment. She eyed his semierect manhood and decided being a bit closer and potentially squirming against it would be the more entertaining option. "Across your lap, Pen." Another idea snuck its way into her mind and she couldn't resist the small smile as she asked, "Do you want me to be bent over across you, or should I just straddle your lap and wrap my arms around you while you spank me?"
On the one hand being spanked over the desk would give Pendalier quite the view and likely tempt the man into another round a bit faster. But it was a hard and unyielding surface, and she already knew she was going to be sporting a few bruises. His lap, on the other hand, wouldn't give him as good of a view, and he wasn't the sort of man that had a soft layer of fat for added padding so he might just carry on his spanks for longer and she wouldn't be that much more comfortable while he did so. But it would get her closer to him and let her touch him more and that was always nice. But so was having her brains fucked out on the desk.
Decisions, decisions.
Esille inwardly cursed herself for not being able to decide a better punishment. She eyed his semierect manhood and decided being a bit closer and potentially squirming against it would be the more entertaining option. "Across your lap, Pen." Another idea snuck its way into her mind and she couldn't resist the small smile as she asked, "Do you want me to be bent over across you, or should I just straddle your lap and wrap my arms around you while you spank me?"
