<br/><div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/GS9zMZB.png)<br/>(https://i.imgur.com/H49v8zc.png)<br/></div><strong>Name: </strong>Sparrow (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=276392.msg13585650#msg13585650)<br/><strong>Tagging: </strong>Group 1<br/><strong>Wearing: </strong>kitty hoodie  (https://i.imgur.com/2pQV6ID.jpg)<br/><strong>Status:</strong>HP- 20/20    Flow- 3   XP- 6/9  Effects-<br/><strong>Roll:</strong><br/><hr/><br/>Sparrow's breath caught in his throat as he suddenly finds himself wrapped the elf's chains once more. He was not particularly fond of being bound, significantly less so after everything they had encountered in the Anus, bondage seemingly a favorite of all the villains they had faced. However the fact that it was Chains binding him eased his mind a bit. Despite her admittance to their corruption and her attempt to slay a king, the monk felt he could trust Chains with his body...or at least more than he could trust anyone else in their party, Lampa included<br/><br/>The boy let out a kittenish mewl as his wrists were tied together and he was bent forward, his thong quickly yanked away leaving his tight little hole exposed to the horny drow, the mighty mini monk completely vulnerable to whatever she may desire to do to him. He bit his lip to suppress another moan as chains slapped her fat dick down onto him. He had seen many cocks in their journey so far, most of which revolted him. However it seemed a switch had been flipped inside him, and he couldn't help but wonder how deep she would go, how wide she would stretch him. Would she be gentle like a lover? Or simply pound away at him like the free hole he was?<br/><br/>"I-I don't mind..." he whimpered, doing his best to look back over his shoulder and make eye contact, the chains around his thighs spreading his legs wider to give her better access, inviting her to get a taste of premium Shalaken boy pussy, "just...please be gentle..." he whispered, blushing beet red. As he laid there anticipating the bond of friendship that came with a proper dicking, Sparrow realized that this was surprisingly close to a reenactment of how he lost his virginity, bound and penetrated by that tentacle beast. That had been the only time he had used this hole before, every other time being with Carol, but he could still remember the sensation vividly, his dark ring twitching happily at the memory.