Delvin had become quite the lord keeper in his time as the owner and proprietor of the inn, not that anyone really cared, except for maybe a few small...children every now and then, but those instances were few and far between.The Adventurer’s Guild was Delvin’s closest neighbor, or at least one of their branches. It meant he had better security when monsters got a bit more aggressive. The head of the branch happened to be mostly retired; she was a mage that specialized in ice magic and had a. A beautiful charming girlfriend; a promising business venture and theskills to carry it off; friends; money coming in; a plethora of skills toget the house done up.It was infuriating how obvious it was that I should just suck it up andstay this way. And why the hell shouldn't I?Who would miss me if Alison just... disappeared? A sprinkle of friendsfrom my old town? Two or three cousins I hadn't seen in over five years?Nobody... Nobody else.My pulse rate started to fall. I opened my fist, palm. . she replied coyly.Maybe this will helpMalcolm sent a picture of himself, totally naked, from behind, hands on hips. Muscled back and tight buttocks glistening as if he had just been oiled up. His long cock hung between legs.Holy fuck! I’m at work you naughty man.You like?I love it. MnmmmmmYour turn. Kerry sent two photos we’d ***********ed, the first of her in exactly the same pose as Malcolm’s but shot from the front. She was in her thigh high boots and black thong, nothing else. The second. Having his Mother Dearest undo these shorts some afternoons before aspanking was a slow process but it allowed for Mrs. Dearest-Thumpdale'slong scolding and prep talk about some disobedient or disrespectfulreason for what was about to happen to his very vulnerable and sensitivebottom.Being a good looking boy with big soulful brown eyes and shoulder lengthblonde hair whose personality had become submissive and feminine allowedhis Mother Dearest to easily reduce him to a lip pouting,.