I promised my tribe I'd get rid of the goblins that had been endangering our land. My pride as a warrior got the best of me though. The goblins used me for days on end until they completely broke me. Now I'm nothing more than they're personal cum dump
I've been too long in the wind, too long in the rain,
Takin' any comfort that I can.
Lookin' back and longin' for the freedom of my chains,
Lyin' in your lovin' arms again - Tom Jans, "Loving Arms" / Bette's soles oc
