01-11-2017, 01:28 PM
Not far from where our heroes lay, a tiny bird overheard their conversation. Once the subject of a casino came into its concave ears, it took off into the sky, where it was immediately eaten by a hawk, which is immediately eaten for a pterodactyl.
The dinosaur jets across the Tangled Green, over the mountains that surround the bog and through the endless wood. Eventually, the dactyl flies by the roof of a large casino where it is immediately eaten by a jumping shark. Shark burps in morse code which is immediately decoded by trollgirl in a magician's outfit. Upon deciphering the text, she immediately darts across the luxurious balcony and into a large ornate bedroom.
It was stocked to the brim with all the private amenities, everything from the gem encrusted bouday to the gold plated grandfather clock with caviar dispenser function. The centerpiece of the room is a giant king sized bed shaped like a heart. It’s clear the bed was built to split in two to form two broken hearts. Lying on the cushions were about twelve men, each one blissfully sleeping, each one built like a bull. In the dead center of these men is a young woman in her late 20s, red hair, flashily dressed considering she was in her night clothing.
The trollgirl strolled up besides the bed and slammed a fist in a giant red button. Suddenly, all the men wake at once, forming an acrobatic pose as they each lift up the young girl, allowing her to wake majestically on the hands of a dozen men. She stretched and yawned as she climbed to her feet, stepping across the open hands and onto a flight of stairs, built specifically to get down from the height.
She finally made it to the mammoth skinned rug that adorned the floor underneath. She stepped around the bed, undressing and preparing her work uniform. The twelve men quickly turned their heads away, they’ve been trained to value their master’s privacy more than their own lives.
Finally, after twenty minutes of just getting out of bed and getting dressed, the woman finally approached the trollgirl, who’s been waiting patiently this entire time.
“What do you have for me, Lydia?” She inquired, barely even trying to sound interested.
“The one called Guu, she has learned of your theft of the artefact.” Began the troll, nervously spouting out the words. “She has discovered we are responsible, she’ll be coming here!”
“Excellent news!” She said, sounding a bit more overjoyed this time.
“But milady, this Guu might attempt to kill you.”
“I want her too.” Said the woman casually. “Do not fear my safety Lydia. All things considered, you should be fearing their’s.”
Putting on the last of her earrings, she stood up straight, spread her arms and legs apart.
“Well, how does my outfit look!”
The trollgirl, despite every ounce of her will power, cocked an eyebrow.
“Milady, you’re entirely naked.”
“Haha, I was testing the loyalty of my reverse harem. And guess what?” She approached one of the men who in a pose that looked like he was trying to do a dog paddle in the air. “This one peeked! We all know what that means!”
She grabbed the man by the neck and dragged him into the next room where another king sized bed waits, this one has chains attached to the walls.
“No, milady please!” Screamed the man as his half naked ass rubbed the floor. “Anything but the humping room! For the love of god, no! Please!”
She slammed the door behind her. The other eleven men bow their heads mournfully, as the victim's screams rang out into the early morning. Penalty by fornication was the most feared punishment that a man slave of the casino can endure. They sing a woeful song for their pitiful comrade; an acapella cover of Barry White.
The dinosaur jets across the Tangled Green, over the mountains that surround the bog and through the endless wood. Eventually, the dactyl flies by the roof of a large casino where it is immediately eaten by a jumping shark. Shark burps in morse code which is immediately decoded by trollgirl in a magician's outfit. Upon deciphering the text, she immediately darts across the luxurious balcony and into a large ornate bedroom.
It was stocked to the brim with all the private amenities, everything from the gem encrusted bouday to the gold plated grandfather clock with caviar dispenser function. The centerpiece of the room is a giant king sized bed shaped like a heart. It’s clear the bed was built to split in two to form two broken hearts. Lying on the cushions were about twelve men, each one blissfully sleeping, each one built like a bull. In the dead center of these men is a young woman in her late 20s, red hair, flashily dressed considering she was in her night clothing.
The trollgirl strolled up besides the bed and slammed a fist in a giant red button. Suddenly, all the men wake at once, forming an acrobatic pose as they each lift up the young girl, allowing her to wake majestically on the hands of a dozen men. She stretched and yawned as she climbed to her feet, stepping across the open hands and onto a flight of stairs, built specifically to get down from the height.
She finally made it to the mammoth skinned rug that adorned the floor underneath. She stepped around the bed, undressing and preparing her work uniform. The twelve men quickly turned their heads away, they’ve been trained to value their master’s privacy more than their own lives.
Finally, after twenty minutes of just getting out of bed and getting dressed, the woman finally approached the trollgirl, who’s been waiting patiently this entire time.
“What do you have for me, Lydia?” She inquired, barely even trying to sound interested.
“The one called Guu, she has learned of your theft of the artefact.” Began the troll, nervously spouting out the words. “She has discovered we are responsible, she’ll be coming here!”
“Excellent news!” She said, sounding a bit more overjoyed this time.
“But milady, this Guu might attempt to kill you.”
“I want her too.” Said the woman casually. “Do not fear my safety Lydia. All things considered, you should be fearing their’s.”
Putting on the last of her earrings, she stood up straight, spread her arms and legs apart.
“Well, how does my outfit look!”
The trollgirl, despite every ounce of her will power, cocked an eyebrow.
“Milady, you’re entirely naked.”
“Haha, I was testing the loyalty of my reverse harem. And guess what?” She approached one of the men who in a pose that looked like he was trying to do a dog paddle in the air. “This one peeked! We all know what that means!”
She grabbed the man by the neck and dragged him into the next room where another king sized bed waits, this one has chains attached to the walls.
“No, milady please!” Screamed the man as his half naked ass rubbed the floor. “Anything but the humping room! For the love of god, no! Please!”
She slammed the door behind her. The other eleven men bow their heads mournfully, as the victim's screams rang out into the early morning. Penalty by fornication was the most feared punishment that a man slave of the casino can endure. They sing a woeful song for their pitiful comrade; an acapella cover of Barry White.
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