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Every night, Amy had the same dream... I'll leave you to wonder which one is Amy.
Cutting Room Jam - a semi-series where I see what I can make with the leftovers and meanderings that turned up on the way to completed images, either uploading them straight or combining them into new ideas. It's kind of a 'Making Of' series or a blooper reel. They're not quite scraps, but I probably won't submit them to many groups either.
The characters here came out before I ended up with "Return of the Lesbian Bombshells From Venus": ironhawk-r.deviantart.com/art/… I added a background made out of a different render to turn it into this thing.
Cutting Room Jam - a semi-series where I see what I can make with the leftovers and meanderings that turned up on the way to completed images, either uploading them straight or combining them into new ideas. It's kind of a 'Making Of' series or a blooper reel. They're not quite scraps, but I probably won't submit them to many groups either.
The characters here came out before I ended up with "Return of the Lesbian Bombshells From Venus": ironhawk-r.deviantart.com/art/… I added a background made out of a different render to turn it into this thing.
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I heard a noise and turned around - a light chariot was coming straight to me, and two naked girls were harnessed to it with their hands tied and gags in their mouths. In the chariot stood a beautiful young woman with long flowing hair and a very arrogant face, and behind the chariot, on a leash, ran another bound naked girl. I was so confused that I froze in place. The chariot came close and "ponies" stopped abruptly, obeying the driver's order. The “pony” girls did not even look at me, I was struck by the hopelessness and complete submission in their eyes. The woman quickly jumped to the ground, and without giving me time to recover rushed at me. A sharp blow to the stomach took my breath away, then a strong push knocked me off my feet and a second later I was pressed face to the ground, and the woman was already wringing my hands behind my back. I tried to fight, but she easily coped with me and skillfully tied my wrists. Then she just as quickly and skillfully put a gag in my mouth and tore off all my clothes. Grabbing me roughly by the hair, she made me stand up, threw a rope around my neck and tied me to her chariot, next to another naked, bound and gagged girl, who stood motionless with a lowered look. My captor jumped upon the chariot and clicking the whip ordered: "forward, slaves!" The chariot moved and I had no choice but to run after it, to meet the unknown.