Přihlášení
free tier: you are merely looking in and enjoying what's on the surface.
same access as followers on social media (deviantart, pixiv, twitter). this includes some images and some writing. many images missing or censored because they must abide by those sites' terms of service.
full access to the grand chambers:
-high resolution, uncensored images, including more explicit content not suitable for social media.
-more of the written story that delves into further details about the toys and ladies of the grand chambers
-iterations and alternate versions of some images (enjoy the many different ways a toy can be punished)
in addition to all the benefits of the 'toy' tier, you will also have access to the back rooms of the grand chambers:
-process work, including sketches and concept art
-lore documents
-requests for what you might like to see in the grand chambers (which might be denied)
is this how you imagined your life, my little fuckdoll? do you like being chained to the wall? do you like that i leave you in this hot chamber for hours, drenched in sweat, with nothing to do but think about what i'll do to you when i return?
do you like sleeping on the hard ground? do you enjoy lapping up the food and water from your bowl every time i give you a few precious minutes without your ballgag? i know you like to beg, and i know how much you like the beatings i give you when you do, because you never seem to stop until that gag is back in your mouth. do you like choking on your own drool?
do you like being splayed across that wooden contraption in the corner? your cheeks bare? my paddle does loves it. and my crop. do you like the pain i gift you? do you need one more pinch of your nipple? just one more spank or bite or lash? will you thank me with your body?
do you like when i force the hood over your beautiful face and make you guess which hole im about to fuck with my fat girlcock? do you like the feeling of it sliding in and out of your tender asshole? your screams and moans tell me you do. your whimpering, that fragile sound you make while my cum oozes out of you after i'm done— it’s like a drug to me. i cant get enough of that expression of sad satisfaction you give me when i take off your hood; i love that little string of drool trailing from your gag.
do you like when i hold you after? do you like the feeling of my gloved hands stroking your hair? do you like when i take out your gag and slide my tongue into your mouth, to show you how i really feel about you? how i stuff it back in before you can say yet another stupid thing? do you like how i squeeze your huge tits and finish you with my tongue and tell you how beautiful you are?
and how do you like it when i give your ass the hardest smack i can muster and leave you exhausted, chained once again to that wall, covered in cum and juice and sweat and drool like an animal, until i'm ready for you tomorrow?
do you miss the sunlight?
ha. that collar around your neck is proof. proof i dont give half a shit what you think or how you feel, you wretched fuckdoll. you are my pet, and you live for my pleasure alone. now lick your bowl clean and then you can start on my dick.
the door of the stall opened. “Who is this timid little mouse?” a voice said with an unfamiliar accent. The voice commanded a respect that suggested it was supposed to be asking the questions around here, despite it being the upper floor of the grand chambers.
paige looked up to see an impossibly tall and gorgeous woman in front of her, dressed elegantly in the leather and furs of high countries' nobility. she was probably a distinguished guest of the queen, given access to the chambers. the woman examined her closely, inspecting all the details of her face and body. she seemed, somehow, both disapproving and intrigued by what she saw, though she didnt accept her eyes’ judgment alone. The guest slid her high heeled boot up paige’s leg, letting it settle into her crotch. she slowly pressed the sharp toe end deeper, and when it was almost inside, she withdrew her foot. a wet glimmer reflected off her boot and the guest smiled, licking her lips.
“i will take this one,” she said to a shadow out in the hall, no doubt the faceless, golden doll who’d escorted paige to the stall a few hours ago, tied her hands behind her back, and forced her to her knees.
paige heard the rattling of a small chain as the shadow handed something to the guest. she took it in hand and bent down, now eye level with her new toy. though her eyes were still adjusting to the light, paige could faintly make out the exquisite features of a face; she slowly grew excited at the idea of being this goddess's plaything, imagining what might happen in her company later. her breathing grew heavy and excess drool spilled from her gag. The guest smiled.
“You know, it’s not hard for me to understand what you're thinking” she said, moving her hand to paige’s hip. “You pathetic” — the hand moved inwards — “little” — creeping towards paige’s pussy, which grew wet in anticipation — “slut” — inside it went. paige moaned, but knew better than to let herself succumb further.
“you think i'm beautiful.” The guest said, almost as a question.
“mhmm” paige uttered, nodding almost too vigorously.
“you are eager for me to fuck you senseless.”
“mhmm” paige’s head continued to nod, as if attached to a string.
“but you are going to be patient, little mouse.” the guest produced the chain, attached to two nipple clamps. they glinted in the sliver of light from behind the guest, reflecting in paige’s widened eyes.
“mhmm”
“you are going to let me use you however i wish” she attached one of the clamps to paige’s nipple. it was a stronger clamp than the toy was used to, and she inhaled sharply in pain.
“mhmm”
“i will do terrible things to you, and you will beg for more.” the other clamp went on. paige let out a small, muffled scream.
“mhmm” she groaned, regaining her composure.
“excellent. i must return home in three days, but i want to make the most of this rare opportunity. the queen has been very generous to offer me one of her precious toys.” the guest jerked on the chain causing paige a great deal of pain. another muffled scream.
“i bore quite easily, but i don’t think i’ll get bored of that lovely sound you make.” she leaned over and licked paige’s gag, creating a trail of spit as she pulled her mouth away. “come now, little mouse.”
paige attempted to raise her body at the same rate the guest pulled on the chain. she succeeded in doing so without too much of a tug. the guest, now behind her, still holding the chain, gave her a firm slap on the ass. “move”
paige started to move, but her head was instantly pulled back by her ponytail. her eyes locked with those of the guest. “i expect great things from you; the queen’s toys have quite the reputation." paige nodded as best she could. "but if you disappoint me, i won't hesitate to let the queen know. understood?”
the look of terror in paige’s eyes was all the queen’s guest needed to see. it was going to be a wonderful trip.
