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We are looking for a visually striking picture to serve as an inspiration muse for our upcoming art project. The ideal picture should evoke strong emotions, tell a compelling story, and be open to interpretation. As the muse for our artwork, the picture will be used to spark creativity and guide the artistic direction of the project. If you believe your picture has what it takes to inspire our team, we would love to hear from you! .

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We are looking for a visually striking picture to serve as an inspiration muse for our upcoming art project. The ideal picture should evoke strong emotions, tell a compelling story, and be open to interpretation. As the muse for our artwork, the picture will be used to spark creativity and guide the artistic direction of the project. If you believe your picture has what it takes to inspire our team, we would love to hear from you! . Contact- 979-344-06 one nine (text) for more information

Wounds of the Earth

— by xis.lanyx

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We are looking for a visually striking picture to serve as an inspiration muse for our upcoming art project. The ideal picture should evoke strong emotions, tell a compelling story, and be open to interpretation. As the muse for our artwork, the picture will be used to spark creativity and guide the artistic direction of the project. If you believe your picture has what it takes to inspire our team, we would love to hear from you! . Contact- 979-344-06 one nine (text) for more information

Various stars & moon details from my gouache paintings 🌙✨

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Various stars & moon details from my gouache paintings 🌙✨

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I know this isn't ninjago guys but I finished this 17 hour painting for my art class and I was proud of it so...enjoy.

I love Egypt fun fact about me. :) [ID: a detailed, realistic painting of the hathor columns at the dendera temple complex in dendera, egypt. /end ID]

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We are looking for a visually striking picture to serve as an inspiration muse for our upcoming art project. The ideal picture should evoke strong emotions, tell a compelling story, and be open to interpretation. As the muse for our artwork, the picture will be used to spark creativity and guide the artistic direction of the project. If you believe your picture has what it takes to inspire our team, we would love to hear from you! . Contact- 979-344-06 one nine (text) for more information

I know this isn't ninjago guys but I finished this 17 hour painting for my art class and I was proud of it so...enjoy.

I love Egypt fun fact about me. :) [ID: a detailed, realistic painting of the hathor columns at the dendera temple complex in dendera, egypt. /end ID]

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We are looking for a visually striking picture to serve as an inspiration muse for our upcoming art project. The ideal picture should evoke strong emotions, tell a compelling story, and be open to interpretation. As the muse for our artwork, the picture will be used to spark creativity and guide the artistic direction of the project. If you believe your picture has what it takes to inspire our team, we would love to hear from you! . Contact- 979-344-06 one nine (text) for more information

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I was in the gym, working out hard, pushing myself to reach my limits and beyond when a guy approached me. He askes me if I could spot for him. I was really in the flow, but I’m always up to help out a fellow gymrat, so I said okay. I tried to help as little as I could letting his muscles do as much work as possible, I just gave him a boost when I saw he was stuck. I saw his chest bulging, muscles stretching. Awesome. I did a great work. Poor guy barely could catch his breath to say: “You gave a great support. Thanks for the help. I could really use you in the future as well. ” I said no prob, feel free to catch me, then I turned around. He grabbed my hand and shook it.

Everything went black. My mind became quiet and calm. I heard the noise from the gym, but I didn’t care about it, I heard him talking to me, couldn’t understand any word. But I knew it was very important what he said to me.

I heard a snap. I slowly became aware of my surroundings. Surprisingly I was not in the gym but in a living room. On my knees. Before him. I have no idea about what happened and how I got here. All I knew was that I’m at the right place. It’s a shame that I didn’t realise it earlier that this guy from the gym is a god. So muscled. So handsome. And his trackies. And his bulge. Everything is perfect about him. He slowly kicked his sneakers down and revealed his smelly socks. All my focus went to them. I saw the stains. I saw that it’s still moist from the gym sweat. My dick started to throb, I felt my head and my nose being pulled into them. I started to kiss his feet and take deep breaths of the musky and smelly socks. I cummed. Into my pants. Two times. I felt powerless and exhausted, and I saw him stronger that ever. All I wanted was to submit to his will and serve him. And as I kissed and sniffed his feet this feeling intensified a hundred times. I felt I became completely his property. As I worshipped his feet he smirked and started to slowly stroke his dick trough his shiny trackies. I heard hus hand slipping on the silky fabric and I felt my dick throb again. My head moved automatically from his feet to his legs, kissing his soft trackies, inhaling his scent. I cummed again. Into my pants. Three times. My mind was blank agaim and as my head got closer to his bulge I felt his hands on my head, driving me. He controlled me without words and his touch took me to a different level in obedience. I wanted to suck. I wanted his cock. His cum. As I licked his cock trough his trackies all the way up and down I looked deeply into his eyes. I saw him smirking and enjoying my worship. My eyes were blank.

“I’m glad you agreed being used by me. I caught you, just like you wanted. And now look at yourself. Horny. Thirsty for obedience. Thirsty for being used. Completely mine. You are my slave. Your only goal is to serve and please me. Inhale my musk. Feel my trackies. Get used to it as I’m not planning to let you go for a while. And now… Pull off your pants. You should finish your training. I guess you wanted to do sqats. So spread your arse wide as you sit on my cock, and start to slide up and down… Good boy. ”

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