Artwork by ArtOfVenus, vignette below!
page 27 and vignette at the WordPress link
Squig’s gettin’ licky wit’ it…
Evie scouts the northern woods for a troublesome ogre. But there are other creatures besides ogres lurking in the forest!
‘Cunt wrap??’ That was crude! He could have at least called it a thong or panties or something!
I felt hands tugging on my belt and I was pulled over onto my back, rolled awkwardly onto my bound wrists in the small of my back. I shifted my arms to get them crossed more comfortably beneath me—which arched my back and nearly caused my breasts to slip from my blouse.
More hands joined in, fumbling with my belt, sliding fingers under the waistband of my thong bottoms, and pinning my hips down. “No, wait!” I called as I kicked my bound feet and squirmed my hips and tried to wriggle away from the clutching hands. Now one breast did slip out!
The spear point was suddenly visible right above my eyes again. I heard a growl: “be’s still.”
I sighed heavily, frustrated. “Please, you already have all my gear…you don’t need to steal my clothes, too.” I looked up at the little guy with pleading eyes, hoping for some sign he’d relent.
The ‘little guy’ now towered over me, striking a dominant pose and looking proud at being in control. “Stealin’ ‘em? Pffft!” he scoffed. “We’s ain’t stealin’ ‘em, we’s just wants ‘em off ya.’
That brought another round of laughter from the squad, and the hands started picking at the buckle of my belt again. Meanwhile, the little orange squig mount began lapping at my face!
This is page 27 of a full Evie story in collaboration with ArtOfVenus.
And watch for more with Evie soon!