Better to let go and look ahead, and talking of looking ahead, there was now something to talk to Ann about. There would be no going back to her after...what I had learned. However, at the back of my mind, there was a niggle. It was intensely annoying: whenever I made progress, something at the back of my mind niggled away at me. What was it this time? Was it that none of my friends noticed she was cheating on me? It certainly seemed from what trusted friends were saying that I knew nothing of. Hanging from thelatticework throughout the room were chains and cuffs, and horizontal barswith attached cuffs. Along the wall at various intervals were winches and pulleysand rings were embedded in the rubber-tiled floor. This is some torture chamber;Jo thought and sat down on the bed. Her hand rested on the sheet, it was cooland smooth. This wasn't satin or silk, Jo thought and leant down and sniffedit. The sheet and the pillows were made of latex! Attached by chains to thehead and footboards. I followed and she stretched out on a poolside chaise and asked me if I would mind putting the sunscreen on her. “We redheads need LOTS of protection, you know.” She added coyly, looking back at me over her shoulder. Would I mind? With the chance of being able to run my hands all over her body, I jumped at the chance. I grabbed the tube and squirted a generous amount into my hand and began to smooth it along her back. As I approached her shoulders, she reached back and deftly yanked at the. I would also like to have a discord for ideas, establishing more lore, and whatnot as a sort of community project. Maybe even have a role-play set in the world to really help establish the world better for writing, so if enough people get interested, we can probably make it a community project.In this game, you play as Bjord, a Guardian and a "Cursed One." You suffered a brutal ritual called The Rite of Enmity which consisted of unnatural suffering and pain before having magic literally forced.