Lady Savaelle:
"Hello our dear Worshipers,
We got back from wonderful vacation and our Master had a good rest!
This weekend he will introduce how things will go with our Universe and share some interesting thoughts and ideas!
Do not miss and be ready to kneel down and worship Queens of the Order!
2025-08-28 16:00:22 +0000 UTC View Post
Gorgeous Matsumoto-sama is relaxing in onsen after training.
2025-08-22 18:55:01 +0000 UTC View Post
After fencing practice Mommy proceeded to more interesting practice.
2025-08-19 18:55:02 +0000 UTC View Post
Hello everyone! Master will be absent for a couple of weeks for some sunny vacation time!
He will make an effort and try to prepare some short sets for the following week.
Our community is yet small, but we are definitely growing!
The queens of the Order love you all and appreciate your support.
Our master will make some intere...
2025-08-17 05:00:05 +0000 UTC View Post
See the beginning of the story in the teaser
Saelis could not take her eyes off the page.
“And upon the throne of the temple sat the most beautiful violet-eyed priestess, the queen — a priestess named Saelis.”
“Saelis?!” Her breath caught. “Is this book talking about me?”
Or was it about another — an...
Saelis slipped into a light blue sweater, short skirt, and matching sneakers before heading to the Order’s library. The elf princess looked almost human — and undeniably adorable — in mortal attire.
Deep among the shelves, she found a series of books about the wood elves. The passages spoke of their priestesses — the most beautiful...
2025-08-14 18:55:01 +0000 UTC View Post
See the beginning of the story in the teaser
Shara is original character of one of my Patreon members
The new frigate of Shara — named the Lustful Orc — cut through the waves in search of adventure. For a month, her crew roamed far waters, finding three islands with villages reduced to smoldering ruins. Each discovery confi...
2025-08-12 18:55:01 +0000 UTC View Post
Shara is original character of one of my Patreon members
Shara is an exotic hybrid and a fierce warrior, born of two worlds. From her elven mother, she inherited radiant beauty and a body that tempts even the coldest heart. From her orc father, she carries raw strength and a temper like a storm.
She forged her own path as a ...
2025-08-11 18:55:01 +0000 UTC View Post
She enters the onsen... and eight versions of desire awaken.
Steam rises. Water glows. Skin glistens.
But her form — inspired by the legendary Tsunade — is never the same twice.
In this secluded pool of heat and stillness, we summoned eight different visions:
Each one sculpted...
“The Mistress of Form... reshaped.”
This time, the Order turns its gaze toward style itself.
Using a single muse — inspired by the form of gorgeous Tsunade — eight different visions were summoned.
Each one: a unique transformation of light, skin, tone, and desire.
Which style binds you most?
Look for the beginning of the story in the teaser.
When Savaelle saw the Master’s surprise shift into that rare, proud smile, she couldn’t help but beam.
Like a perfect student waiting for approval.
She was dressed for the role—a tight schoolgirl outfit, button straining over her chest, pleated skirt just short enough ...
Master Veylor returned to the castle at dusk. The halls were still.
Silent. Watching.
He often spent his Tuesdays alone in the Red Chamber, high in one of the towers. A place of thought. Control. Solitude.
But tonight… someone was already there.
She sat in silence, perfectly still, waiting.
He hadn’t felt her presence. T...
Look for the beginning of the story in the teaser.
The purple flame flared as the magic circle vanished beneath her feet.
Xaliryn stood frozen in the water—until she felt it.
Something moved below.
Something touched her leg.
She shuddered.
Then came the rush—giant black tentacles erupted around her, coiling w...
2025-08-01 15:00:16 +0000 UTC View Post
The Library of the Order — a labyrinth of forgotten knowledge, where Count Veylor has gathered ancient volumes and grimoires for centuries. Every Mistress is drawn here by her own obsessions:
Lysaria with the old holy scriptures,
Malvarra with summoning grimoires,
Savaelle with the dark c...
2025-07-31 15:00:10 +0000 UTC View Post
After the sacred rites, Lysaria entered her private sanctum.
Incense clung to her robes. Her breath trembled with anticipation.
The echoes of prayer still clung to her lips,
but her thoughts turned only to her Master.
She stripped herself bare — of robes, of guilt, of hesitation.
She opened herself to his will,
not with wo...
After the sacred Sunday service, Lysaria returned to her private cell — breathless, burning.
Still cloaked in the scent of holy incense, Lysaria closed the door behind her.
Arousal pulsed through her like divine fire. She had prepared a surprise, one meant only for her Master.
She knelt, opened herself — mentally and physically ...
“Angelic beauty with a mischievous spark — that’s how Malvarra described you to me,” the Master said with a faint smile, his eyes calm yet observant.
“I’ve met angels before… even fallen ones. But none as young — or as curious — as you.”
At his words, Isarith stepped gracefully from behind the ivy-draped column. Her ...
2025-07-25 15:00:15 +0000 UTC View Post
It was a quiet evening in the Castle Gardens.
Isarith, dressed in a flowing summer dress, wandered beneath the swaying branches and glowing lanterns, letting the warmth of the season ease her restless thoughts.
She wasn’t expecting company — not here, not now.
But then…
She saw him.
A tall figure, standing still in the sh...
It was another sweltering summer day…
Exhausted from her morning duties, Celinne had only meant to deliver documents to the dorms. But the heat was unbearable, and her thoughts hazy.
She wasn’t planning to stop. She wasn’t planning to strip.
Yet, moments later, she found herself under the jets of cold water ...
It was another scorching summer day...
By noon, Celinne was flushed and sweating through her duties in the Count’s office.
She needed to deliver a stack of documents to the dormitory — nothing more.
But the heat was unbearable, and she suddenly remembered the private shower room tucked away inside.
Now, und...
2025-07-21 15:00:11 +0000 UTC View Post
The Count appeared before her without a sound.
Saelis didn’t flinch.
She had felt him watching long before she saw him.
And now, standing in the soft moonlight, cloaked in mist and forest shadows — he was exactly as she imagined…
And nothing like she expected.
It was the first time she had seen the Master in person,...
2025-07-18 15:00:10 +0000 UTC View Post
After the pleasures of the summer pool faded, Saelis slipped away into silence.
She sought peace — a moment alone beneath the trees, at a secluded forest pool wrapped in vines and glowing with fireflies.
But she wasn’t alone.
From the shadows, red glowing eyes watched her…
Studying the cu...
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The sun blazed above the hidden pool of the Order, but nothing burned brighter than the Mistresses and their Disciples themselves.
Now fully revealed, each one plays her own dangerous game: dripping, lounging, tempting — their wet bodies glistening in the heat, their eyes betraying far more than innocent pleasure.
This full summer ...
2025-07-15 15:00:11 +0000 UTC View Post
It’s another sweltering day in the Order…
To ease the heat, the Master has gifted the Mistresses a private pool — hidden deep within the castle gardens.
Laughter echoes. Wet skin glistens.
Each Mistress relaxes in her own way… but none of them forget who might be watching.
This teaser offers a glimpse of their summer mi...
2025-07-14 15:00:09 +0000 UTC View Post
As usual, Celine brought the day’s correspondence to the Count — her steps light, her skirt short, her eyes lingering with unspoken hope.
But the Count, with a soft smile, thanked her and asked her to leave.
Despite her languid gaze, he remained unmoved.
Among the sealed documents and parchment scrolls, his eyes caught something ...
2025-07-11 15:00:14 +0000 UTC View Post
After the celebratory night, Xaliryn lingered alone at the bar, her figure draped in shadows and silence. A half-finished cocktail shimmered under the neon lights as her mind drifted, heavy with thoughts she'd buried for too long.
Half a year ago, she stormed into the Order’s castle—bold, arrogant, and demanding sanctuary. No one knew ...
2025-07-08 15:00:09 +0000 UTC View Post
Dumrok, the Guardian of the Elven Line, Guardian of Saelis, stepped into the Ritual Hall.
But the one who stood before him wasn’t seeking worship.
High Priestess Lysaria, the living embodiment of control and surrender, had only one message for him:
“You were born to protect her… and her noble bloodline.
Now, you'll guard ...
The moonlight cuts through the sacred chamber. The incense burns low.
High Priestess Lysaria walks across the stone floor of the Ritual Hall of Obedience, her breath calm, her pulse — not so much.
Someone is coming. Someone important.
A guest who stirs something deep within her…
And tonight, she intends to show him the c...
Xaliryn’s curiosity became awe as she watched from the trees. The girl, now dancing around the fire, exuded untamed nature. But she was not alone.
From the edge of the jungle emerged a tall figure — same glowing skin, same primal beauty. What followed froze even Xaliryn: an act of raw, sensual intimacy between the two. Every touch spar...
2025-06-27 15:00:12 +0000 UTC View Post
In the silver silence of night, Xaliryn wandered beyond the veil of her forested domain, drawn by a strange pulse of wild energy. The scent of salt and fire carried her to a secluded beach where a girl with silk-ebony skin knelt barefoot in the sand.
With a casual motion of her hand, the girl sparked a bonfire that roared to life — no fl...
2025-06-26 15:00:08 +0000 UTC View Post