Tower of Ancients Chapter 6~Zigorot The Tainted Jester
Rebecca lifted up her staff as she struck the ground, waves of light rushed towards zigorot's puppet strings as each string was severed. the toys around her fell one by one to the ground.
Five Minutes Of Fame [Commission - TF, Puppets]
Her voice was more teasing than anything else as she flicked her wrist to the right; and the strings pulled the canine to the right.
Post shower bliss
The loop of string gets tucked under the slightly purple tinged balls so when you move your hips, your nipples are stimulated with a tug. next goes in the home made bitgag, a small tube of plastic with a string through it.
Extreme College Experience: Twin Times the Otter
Trying to adjust himself, the otter moved his hips, further tugging on the string.
Masked Puppet
Placing the face upon the empty head, strings pierce through the actor's withered skin. reflections show the strings, contorting the novel mouth into a perfect smile. it looks so practical, so naturalistic. yet, it feels so fabricated.
Chapter 2: The College Life
Pushing too much energy into the string at once.
Gaining Lost Time- Chapter Seven
After learning about string theory from justin, i could see that the energy is pulled into a series of strings that can transcend time and space.
August 8: Secret Guitar Lesson
Next up were chords, so he had me hold some strings down with my left hand, guiding me where. when i first struck a string, rather than an echoing note only a tense pluck could be heard. "it's alright," he said.
Psuedosubservience
A teal string tie completed the look - a feature that ezra incorporated into all of his disguises. everyone needs some kind of trademark clothing, after all.
When Husband's Away
Disgusted, shema held the string in her teeth and drew the beads out as the matron's body shuddered and twitched. once she had the entire string hanging from her mouth, shema inserted it back in again.
the kid
His g-string started to move and expand as his penis began swelling up and getting erected from my soft touch. "i don't care how old you are. only if i can feel and touch you cock... is that a deal?"
Serenaded
He was now playing the harp softly, strumming the strings idly. every time one of his thick claws plucked one of the strings your brain threatened to deliver a new chill. it was like the music kept it tense for some reason.