Artwork by ArtOfVenus, vignette below!
page 30 and vignette at the WordPress link
Yeah, das gud...
Evie scouts the northern woods for a troublesome ogre. But there are other creatures besides ogres lurking in the forest!
“Such preety preety hair,” the creepy old gray snotling croaked. “An’ soft lips…” He stroked one thumb over my lips and slipped it in my mouth, probing around. I shook my head trying to dislodge his thumb, but the spear point reappeared over my eyes as a reminder to be still.
Laying back on my bound hands, with my ankles bound, and five snotlings around me, there wasn’t much to be done about my situation other than to endure it and hope it was over soon.
A tickle came from the side of my right breast, and I tried to look toward where the squig was slathering my skin with his warm drool. In the cold wintry air, it was the only warm part of me. Much lower down my body, I felt the fingers working at my belt buckle finally free the clasp, and a bit more cool air on my flesh as grabbing hands pulled the wide belt away from me.
It was a pinch at my nipple that brought my attention back to the snotling squad leader. “Mnnnn, das gud,” he moaned, closing his eyes while pumping his hand vigorously in his trousers.
‘Oh holy ones,’ I thought. There were hands—and a tongue—all over me, all doing different things to me, and it was hard to keep them all straight or know where to focus.
I wanted to writhe and roll away and resist, but growls from the snotling keeping his wicked looking spear in my face proved an excellent deterrent. I was just going to have to be strong.
This is page 30 of a full Evie story in collaboration with ArtOfVenus.
And watch for more with Evie soon!