Sif's Blessed Bindings: The Divine Art of Turning Supplicants Into Willing Vessels

Who the fuck are you?

A ghost of my ******* obsession?

Come here!

An obsession best eradicated.

Quick, but not quick enough.

Stand me and fight like a warrior, you coward!

Gotcha!

Ah, Mordy, Magny, babies, make your new mommy happy.

Let that fat boar watch.

You, a young lamb who came to me in the darkness.

Oh, why are you wearing this skirt?

What?

Oh, hmm, there are some dreams you don't want to end.

You beckons.

And this one.

Hey, hey, stop!

Let mommy help you become a worthy husband.

Ow.

You look like you're about to explode.

I can already feel your seed on my tongue.

Right in the eye.

No one's ever done that to me before.

A shield?

You must be able to ******, little lamb.

Defense is the way of the defeated.

And you'll learn that.

Defend.

You see, and I as the winner,

take what's mine again.

Work harder.

You don't want me to break you.

You don't wanna end up like the shield, do you?

Not bad, but we can do better.

Yes, yes, fuck it.

We're not stopping here.

When I'm on you.