Tourist Trap Part 1: Sacred Desecration
This story was commissioned by [@beeko](/u/beeko) special thanks to :iconwhiplash-hyena: for his expert editing and kink-drenched insight. and [@dukeman](/u/dukeman) for beta reading!
More Than Just a Cycle
Enjoy this fiery little number—a commission from [@dukeman](/u/dukeman) a massive shoutout to :iconwhiplash-hyena: for their epic editing skills—you took this story to the next level! missed the first part? no problem!
Heated Negotiations
Special thanks to [@dukeman](/u/dukeman) for being my spotter for this story. the wagon creaked beneath the weight of dwindling supplies, every jolt along the uneven ground sending a shudder through its worn wooden frame.
Knot on Cue
Special thanks to [@superplace](/u/superplace) for the amazing idea that broke a weeks-long writer’s block, and to [@dukeman](/u/dukeman) for the last-minute ninja edits. tonight's story is "knot on cue."
Knot into Yoga
Special thanks to [@dukeman](/u/dukeman) for letting me borrow his stud. and a massive shoutout to :iconwhiplash-hyena: for their epic editing skills, as well as [@cinos](/u/cinos) for her advice!
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