Author's note:
Standard disclaimer applies: This story contains explicit scenes, if it isn't your cup of tea, please stop now! Otherwise, enjoy!
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"Bloody hell…?" Alistair exclaimed in a breathless and barely audible voice.
"Shh! Shh! We'll get caught." Willow whispered, staring at strands of fluid—red as blood—coursing along the ground and up the walls of a cavern. Tentacles, tendrils, and suction cups lined up many aisles.
The most shocking part of it all was that, numerous creatures resembling women were trapped naked within them.
"This… the fluid that flows like blood in the depths of Thragrak. The tentacles that trap women for eternity… the legends are true… they are all true!" Willow whispered, awestruck and unable to maintain her composure.
"What is this? An orgy from a horror movie?" Alistair asked, lacking the willpower to look away himself. But there was no answer, Willow remained lifeless.
