Interlude in the Lower City (Pt. 1)
You know what? I have a rather active imagination sometimes, and my girlfriend Vul is such an enabler, you know? After she sort of… opened the door to a bit of humiliation and restraint, my imagination went ‘whee’ and started taking me in directions I didn’t know I wanted to go.
This is another in what may or may not become a series of stories about my inevitable, delightful descent into depravity.
Content warning: This story is NSFW. It contains angsty tieflings, consensual violence, restraints, and a few naughty things.