The Life of Windsire, Chapter 3: Demonic Oppression
._ shadolm, their father, chuckled as he gathered up his share of the slaves, patting them on the shoulder. "it looks like you still haven't learned to watch your back, son." "it's not like it usually needs watching." "true.
The Life of Windsire, Chapter 6: A Spirited Debate
What would happen if someone managed to chain shadolm and turn him into a cock-worshiping stallion that thought of nothing but his new master's cock?" jayanta's mane flared upwards, and he could feel the sheer heat coming off of his other half.