Hungry_Satyr
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- Sep 1, 2009
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((I guess I'll start up the first new "cafe"
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In the dank pits of these large caverns, a warm fire burns and an eerie light is cast from other, invisible sources. Bound human women lay in different positions, some as chairs or tables, some with their legs spread as service for the men. Then there were even some men clad in nothing but a ball gag, only used to take drinks to customers and, of course, be the female-equivalent for certain services.
I sit down on an ornate chair of women and put my hoofed feet up on a footstool's back, watching a combination of women in the back cooking and preparing drinks and then men wondering the large halls of this cavern, awaiting my first customer.
In the dank pits of these large caverns, a warm fire burns and an eerie light is cast from other, invisible sources. Bound human women lay in different positions, some as chairs or tables, some with their legs spread as service for the men. Then there were even some men clad in nothing but a ball gag, only used to take drinks to customers and, of course, be the female-equivalent for certain services.
I sit down on an ornate chair of women and put my hoofed feet up on a footstool's back, watching a combination of women in the back cooking and preparing drinks and then men wondering the large halls of this cavern, awaiting my first customer.