Basch fon Ronsenburg (
bardische
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2025-01-12 08:35 pm (UTC)
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[
He nods once, solemnly.
]
Then come over here.
[
He straightens, opening a drawer in his desk and fumbling around til he finds a long length of cord.
]
Unfasten your trousers, then turn around so I can bind your wrists.
[
In case that’s off limits. And he’s absolutely fuchsia. He can’t think about what he’s doing or he will bolt.
]
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no subject
Then come over here.
[ He straightens, opening a drawer in his desk and fumbling around til he finds a long length of cord. ]
Unfasten your trousers, then turn around so I can bind your wrists.
[ In case that’s off limits. And he’s absolutely fuchsia. He can’t think about what he’s doing or he will bolt. ]