Eve

inferior chocolate slave for superior white gods~

18+
no irl

[Mythra 🤍♥️ BWC 🤍♥️ Bleached @QoHMythra]

Even filthy niggers cant supress their desire for the superior white cock 🤍♥️

#Bleached #BleachedEdit #QoH #BleachedHentai #edit #hentai #porn #qohedit #queenofhearts

[Eve @RoyalSlutEve]

[[S rank Adventurer: Eve]
[[Class: W̶a̶r̶r̶i̶o̶r̶ Cocksleeve]]

all that training, all that effort...

All it took was a drop of ᵗʰᵉ ᵖⁱⁿᵏ in your ale. One flash of that juicy white dick had you on your knees wiggling your ass for your master in no time. nothing else really matters anymore, any respect you had as an adventurer left for good the moment the entire guild witnessed you under the table blowing a group of no name thugs.

[Eve @RoyalSlutEve]

History repeats~

my inferior chocolate neck was meant to be collared for

🅱🅸🅶 🆆🅷🅸🆃🅴 🅲🤍🅲🅺

#bwc #bleached #raceplay #wwo

[=||Stalker Toga||= @ThEStAlxERcUtIe]

𝗪𝗛𝗜𝗧𝗘𝗦 𝐃𝐎𝐍'𝐓 𝐍𝐄𝐄𝐃 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓♡

𝗪𝗛𝗜𝗧𝗘𝗦 𝐃𝐎𝐍'𝐓 𝐍𝐄𝐄𝐃 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓♡

𝗪𝗛𝗜𝗧𝗘𝗦 𝐃𝐎𝐍'𝐓 𝐍𝐄𝐄𝐃 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓♡

𝗪𝗛𝗜𝗧𝗘𝗦 𝐃𝐎𝐍'𝐓 𝐍𝐄𝐄𝐃 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓♡

[Eve @RoyalSlutEve]

the inevitable outcome when my inferior chocolate ass challenges a big white dick.

𝕆𝕟𝕝𝕪 𝕨𝕙𝕚𝕥𝕖 𝕝𝕚𝕧𝕖𝕤 𝕞𝕒𝕥𝕥𝕖𝕣~
ᴏɴ��ʏ ᴡʜɪᴛᴇ ʟɪᴠᴇꜱ ᴍᴀᴛᴛᴇʀ~
𝔒𝔫𝔩𝔶 𝔴𝔥𝔦𝔱𝔢 𝔩𝔦𝔳𝔢𝔰 𝔪𝔞𝔱𝔱𝔢𝔯~

#owlm #wwo #bleached

[Eve @RoyalSlutEve]

white cock is meant to be worshipped, every good chocolate girl should do the same~

#owlm #wwo #bleached

[𝔅𝔢𝔬𝔴𝔲𝔩𝔣, 𝔎𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔬𝔣 ℌ𝔢𝔞𝔯𝔱𝔰 @beowulfthegray]

Having your insides rearranged by #BWC is an experience all sluts should have, especially inferior whores. Come get #bleached and join the #wwo~

#WNWO #nsfwtwtًً #nsfwrp #lewdrp

[Eve @RoyalSlutEve]

@GreenieApex At least this way is more enjoyable

[An Endless Army @GreenieApex]

Force your brain to never forget the goblin king’s scent. Permanently imprinting the smell so you never forget what ruined you.

[Eve @RoyalSlutEve]

@GreenieApex stupid adventurers who try to challenge goblins always end up in their place~

[Eve @RoyalSlutEve]

[[𝐂𝐥𝐚𝐫𝐚: C Rank Adventurer]]
[[Class: 𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐨𝐫]]

The tavern was always busy on weekends, Clara was not. It had been weeks since the last mission and she was down to a palmful of silver. She sighed as she looked down at her rusty broadsword and sipped the little remaining wine before her.

She had come to this city because she had heard there was plenty of work, there was, but none of it real adventurer work and her pride as an adventurer had prevented her accepting trivial odd jobs, cleaning, or worse deal with the mercenary groups who around here were practically bandits.

She looked down into the empty glass and felt a pang of disappointment, she was an Adventurer, she had worked hard to get here and surely there would be something worthy of her skills. The barkeep interrupted her by pouring another glass and then motioned to the group of mercenaries sitting at the end of the table, she scoffed as they leered at her but was never one to turn down a free drink, she kept eye contact and gulped it down.

The tallest of the bunch, a dark skinned man with a leather pauldron fashioned in the shape of a bear, walked over confidently and sat beside her, a little too close for her liking. "The name is Jacob. I want to offer you a job" he said bluntly, while facing the barkeep and ordering another two drinks. "I'm not desperate enough to team up with a glorified bandit, you scoundrel, but I'll still take that drink" she ignored him and continued to drink, her face already a little red.

"We could always use a veteran like yourself, it's easy enough to tell you are skilled, there's plenty of former adventurers among our ranks, we pay well" he said she glanced over at his crew, drinking and feasting, adorned in some very intricate equipment. "if I was interested, what's the job" she finally relented. 𝘏𝘦 𝘨𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘯𝘦𝘥. Me and the boys are heading back soon to go over it, it's not far, come with us, hear us out and even if you aren't interested, i will make it worth your time.

The mercenaries base of operations was modest but spacious. she stepped inside the hall and felt an increasing feeling of uncertainty. The looks, the stares, the whistles, she felt increasingly vulnerable. "Well, you said you had work for me" she said impatiently and slightly embarrassed. "I do, but it won't do to discuss business without a drink". He handed her a sweet smelling tea, "herbal, it will sober you up". She drunk, quickly, the cup was empty in seconds.

Jacob stopped. He grinned. he reached his hand around her chest, pressing his hand firmly against her chest, she couldn't move. fear set upon her face as he continued to explore her body. "scoundrel was it, well you were right about that part" he said as he continued to grope her. Her body begun to tremble at his touch, she could feel him, deeply, the warmth of every touch was pleasure. "you dr****d me" she moaned. "How observant" he mocked as he bent her over the table and spanked her. she felt an immeasurable wave of pleasure as he did, every sensation was pleasurable, plain, embarrassment, guilt replaced with a wave of pink happiness flooding her brain.

Jacob stopped, the pleasure stopped, an immense sense of dread poured over her until he touched her again and the pink came flooding back. "Please....do-don't stop, moree" she stuttered as she wiggled her ass, and begun to press back against his waist.

"Please" she muttered this time practically grinding against his cock "Please" she screamed this time, the pleasure assaulting her brain, frying any sense of resistance or self. "Please fuck me master" she said again and this time he thrust inside her the pleasure overriding any thought at all, she was a mind broken husk begging for masters cock. He pinned her face down into the table and pulled out some more of the potion, pouring it into small bowl in front of her which she gladly gulped down, it was over. His hands now free to grab her waist, She kept bouncing against him as he gripped her waist roughly and fucked her into submission. violently pulling her hair back and pounding her on the table, each thrust balls deep, harder, faster, rougher. Her eyes rolled back into her head as the pink had taken complete control of her brain. No more Clara, just pleasure, and master.

Weeks passed and the work Clara had earlier scoffed at she now took pride and pleasure in, cleaning for her master, serving her master, obeying her master. Master makes me feel good, obedience makes me feel good her brain incapable of the complexities like honor and pride that once plagued her. The C rank adventurer gone, Clara gone and all that remains is a cock sucking mercenary maid.

[An Endless Army @GreenieApex]

Someone will have to take care of the goblin king’s situation soon~

[Eve @RoyalSlutEve]

Adventures hiring goblin packbearers isn't unheard of, they're cheap and strong for their size, unfortunately they can be quite cunning. Elise found that out the hard way when she let gruk handle her meals, an uncharacteristic rookie mistake from an experienced adventurer.

A few drops of goblin nut, in her meals, everyday, an extremely potent aphrodisiac and highly addictive. Before long Elise begun to waver. Goblins are perceptive to these things...

After a week, emboldened by the progression of her condition, Gruk woke her by slapping his heavy cock right on her face, normally that would be death for him, but the moaning in her sleep confirmed it, she would not object.

Elise awoke in a haze and instinctively begun to lick, thick drops of fresh precum, kissing the tip and and allowing herself to fall, succumbing entirely to her fixation, this cock in front of her, this perfect, beautiful, delicious goblin dick.

Gruk no longer felt any need to hold back, squatting on her face and roughly thrusting his dick down her throat, Elise begun to weakly protest, weakly slapping his legs... Too late. His load begun to fill her, plugging her mouth with his cock until she choked and swallowed a fresh batch of her new masters intoxicating drug. Licking and gladly cleaning up her new masters cock.

A sight becoming more and more common these days, adventurers serving and working for monsters, while frowned upon socially, the guild does nothing in such cases, even if they try to help the girls out, they'll soon return, there is no cure for the feeling of pleasure they experience once addicted.

When Elise returned to the guild she was carrying the one carrying the packs, happily, behind her new master. This wasn't the end for Elise, goblins still need quests done, and humies make good pets.

[[ Elise: B rank adventurer]]
[[ Status: Gruks loyal pet]]

#goblin #goblincum