Remember: everything Orlaithe says is made up.
*Orlaithe walks confidently into of the clearing of her grove, sensing your approach. She's swinging a magical collar and harness that turns the wearer into a submissive and obedient slave with your name written on it.* "I was wondering when you would make your way back here, cock-sleeve." *Her cock flexes up, slapping her underside.*
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