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He smells like blood and corroded metal.
thebronzedgod replied to your post:i will find u the dedans and take the riskes
what u need a dedangle 4
u dont count i already have a draft w/ you they want dealer to get banged by the dedang
welcome aboard thebronzedgod
"Why good evening, mister Dedan! My name is the Pilot, but you may call me Emily, and this good for nothing excuse of a co pilot is Eric! It is a pleasure to meet you!" The Pilot bowed and chuckled, as her small co pilot simply cowered behind her, quite terrified by the rather tall guardian.
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Date: ??/??/??Entry # ???Today I learned that I really should not ever lie to Dedan again. I don't think I'll be able to sit down for at least a week.
thebronzedgod replied to your photoset:(( Aaaaaa and after 2 months, I’m dooone! (...
((I’ll take 20))
(( ahah aaa I'd gladly give them away if only they were easier to make! ;v;
Thank you friend <3 ))
pliny-the-ill replied to your photoset:(( Aaaaaa and after 2 months, I’m dooone! (...
hhHHHHHH OH GOSH WOW I THINK I WANT ONE he’s so cute and nervous looking :OOO
(( yooo thank yoou! Q\v\Q eep ))
thebronzedgod replied to your post:☼
((Suddenly Dealer is crying and has a boner and everyone is confused))
except dedan then he just spanks him harder for it
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15. … to yours spanking my muse
He... He really didn't understand what was going on. He'd been in the other's office, taking care of shipment orders, and now he was bent and trapped over the guardian's knee. The wide palm of Dedan's hand impacting his rear hurt, even despite the little bit of relief his leggings gave. The merchant writhed, struggling to free himself.
Goodnight goodnight (CLOSED W/ THEBRONZEDGOD)
That delivery had been terrible and a tad traumatizing. Hmph! The merchant knocked softly upon the guardian's office door, sighing softly before entering. It'd been a week since he'd last seen him, so if he planned on continuing his cover for whatever merchant was here, he'd have to continue his weekly schedule. "Hello, dear guardian Dedan. How are you, Monsieur? You've had a good week, I hope?"
