Bending Scrolls Avatar Novels & Stories

At least, even if there were, they could no longer practice and had become ordinary humans. That's why the black scroll in his brother's hands was called the forbidden scroll, even more forbidden than the Yin Yang technique. If the Yin Yang technique had a seventy percent chance of losing one's mind, then the technique in the black scroll had a ninety-nine percent chance of losing one's mind while learning it.

They both walked back to the Manor, Voyra led her to the old library and searched through a secluded area of books before pulling out three scrolls that was hidden behind the shelves. Ilena scrunched her brows in confusion. “How would scrolls be of help to get him to forgive me?” “These contain actions that could be done to.....please a man.” Her cheeks flushed slightly while she said those words. Ilena’s eyes widened, curiosity got the best of her as she reached to open the first scroll. An image of a woman on her knees in front of a man’s cock was the first image. She gasped with her cheeks flaming hot and closed it back quickly while Voyra squealed. “S-such vulgar images!”

When Shane nodded, she pulled several coils of colored rope from underneath her chair. Shamira's soul was smiling. This was SO staged, but she did not care. Banshee was a master (or mistress, if you will) of Kinbaku, a very beautiful, artistic form of Japanese bondage. Dessert was brought out as Banshee painstakingly removed Shamira's current bonds only to replace them with a web of brightly colored rope. By the time the Japanese woman was done, it looked as if Shamira, on her knees, had tried to push her way through a spider's web.