Mob Rugby 4 - The Match is On
**Welcome**** to ****the City** Things escalated quickly. I entered the Seven Daggers' territory timid and anxious, and,a few hours later, here I am,wearing nothing but my feminine collar and bracelets --the "don't break your leg" charm relocated to...
Mob Rugby 5 (final) - Horns are Unneeded to Fly
**Meet... Some Guy?** When I asked Mistress Laughs in Darkness if it would be possible for me to take part in one of her gazelle-training sessions, she smiled warmly and answered that bold new aspirants were always welcome, and that helping newbies...