http://72.14.177.54/create_your_own_story/?action=history&feed=atom&title=Continue_to_praise_her 2026-09-18T08:36:57Z Revision history for this page on the wiki MediaWiki 1.15.1 http://72.14.177.54/create_your_own_story/?title=Continue_to_praise_her&diff=195959&oldid=prev 2014-02-22T10:00:24Z

<p></p> <table style="background-color: white; color:black;"> <col class='diff-marker' /> <col class='diff-content' /> <col class='diff-marker' /> <col class='diff-content' /> <tr valign='top'> <td colspan='2' style="background-color: white; color:black;">←Older revision</td> <td colspan='2' style="background-color: white; color:black;">Revision as of 10:00, 22 February 2014</td> </tr> <tr><td colspan="2" class="diff-lineno">Line 7:</td> <td colspan="2" class="diff-lineno">Line 7:</td></tr> <tr><td class='diff-marker'> </td><td style="background: #eee; color:black; font-size: smaller;"><div>You put a hand on the wall to either side of her and press your body against hers. The warmth of it through her heavy clothes astounds you, and you feel yourself growing harder at the contact.</div></td><td class='diff-marker'> </td><td style="background: #eee; color:black; font-size: smaller;"><div>You put a hand on the wall to either side of her and press your body against hers. The warmth of it through her heavy clothes astounds you, and you feel yourself growing harder at the contact.</div></td></tr> <tr><td class='diff-marker'> </td><td style="background: #eee; color:black; font-size: smaller;"></td><td class='diff-marker'> </td><td style="background: #eee; color:black; font-size: smaller;"></td></tr> <tr><td class='diff-marker'>-</td><td style="background: #ffa; color:black; font-size: smaller;"><div>&quot;No!&quot; Jezebel yells as you press against her, and you're about to pull back at the shock of her outburst when she locks your <del class="diffchange diffchange-inline">arm into one </del>of the shackles and spins about, rushing for the door while leaving you locked.</div></td><td class='diff-marker'>+</td><td style="background: #cfc; color:black; font-size: smaller;"><div>&quot;No!&quot; Jezebel yells as you press against her, and you're about to pull back at the shock of her outburst when she locks your <ins class="diffchange diffchange-inline">both </ins>of <ins class="diffchange diffchange-inline">your arms into </ins>the shackles and spins about, rushing for the door while leaving you locked<ins class="diffchange diffchange-inline">, all in a blaze of speed that leaves you confused</ins>.</div></td></tr> <tr><td class='diff-marker'> </td><td style="background: #eee; color:black; font-size: smaller;"></td><td class='diff-marker'> </td><td style="background: #eee; color:black; font-size: smaller;"></td></tr> <tr><td class='diff-marker'> </td><td style="background: #eee; color:black; font-size: smaller;"><div>&quot;Wait! Would you leave me locked?&quot; you shout.</div></td><td class='diff-marker'> </td><td style="background: #eee; color:black; font-size: smaller;"><div>&quot;Wait! Would you leave me locked?&quot; you shout.</div></td></tr> <!-- diff generator: internal 2026-09-18 08:36:57 --> </table>

Pyradin http://72.14.177.54/create_your_own_story/?title=Continue_to_praise_her&diff=195958&oldid=prev 2014-02-22T09:52:50Z

<p>Created page with &#39;&quot;Please, I need you. I dream about you, your beauty.&quot; You move closer to her, and she backs away, pressing herself against the wall. &quot;Jezebel, what will it take to make you bel…&#39;</p> <p><b>New page</b></p><div>&quot;Please, I need you. I dream about you, your beauty.&quot;<br /> <br /> You move closer to her, and she backs away, pressing herself against the wall.<br /> <br /> &quot;Jezebel, what will it take to make you believe my words? You are so beautiful, it hurts not to have you.&quot;<br /> <br /> You put a hand on the wall to either side of her and press your body against hers. The warmth of it through her heavy clothes astounds you, and you feel yourself growing harder at the contact.<br /> <br /> &quot;No!&quot; Jezebel yells as you press against her, and you're about to pull back at the shock of her outburst when she locks your arm into one of the shackles and spins about, rushing for the door while leaving you locked.<br /> <br /> &quot;Wait! Would you leave me locked?&quot; you shout.<br /> <br /> She pauses at this, and turns around.<br /> *[[Apologize profusely for this]]<br /> *[[Beg that she at least kiss you if she's going to leave you locked up]]<br /> [[Category:Curse of the Royals]]</div>

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