Kinetic and Supergirl in Trouble! by Nataliesafira -- http://deviantart.com/nataliesafira and patreon.com/nataliesafira
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The Malapropos Mid Evil Misadventures of Victory Maiden (Scenes 1 and 2) by Nyctophobia11 - http://deviantart.com/nyctophobia11 Scene 1 Take 1 Know also, o wise reader, that while a picture is worth a thousand words, if the thousand words up above do not satisfy your need more, instead of waiting another day for the next thousand words, you may read the paltry sprinklings sprinkled below. Know also, that in doing so, it might spoil all the dramatics the thousand words above have aspired to achieve. Or as the common folks would say... Well, the image up and the text below might not line up with your expectations. If you like serious stuff, stick to the images, if not, well, continue reading! *** The Malapropos Mid Evil Misadventures of Victory Maiden ‘This has to be it. All roads lead to this place. The den of the evil wizard, Hewhohasnotyetbeennamed. I’ve lost friends and comrades to his traps along the long and arduous road fraught with peril. I am but a warrior with no mag...
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Babysitting Gone Wrong (Finale) by BondageFictionTales - http://deviantart.com/bondagefictiontales Babysitting Gone Wrong Part 6 The night passed quickly as the two girls slept soundly in Maggie’s bed. Rachel, having spent the entire previous day in and out of captivity, woke up the next morning fully rested. She had slept peacefully throughout the night in Maggie’s warm embrace, as the younger girl held her tightly from behind and cuddled her. Rachel slowly opened her eyes as the sun peaked through Maggie’s window. At some point her sleeping mask must have slid off, for it was no longer covering her eyes, but instead in the floor beside the bed. More likely though, Maggie had deliberately removed it at some point during the night when they were sleeping and tossed it aside. At last though, it was Sunday, and her weekend of ‘babysitting’ Maggie was almost over. She looked at her wrists, still bound together in front of her with soft rope and tethered to the corner be...