Joey - Bound (coloured) (Patreon)

Coloured in an old piece since I was feeling feisty.

"It was yet another cold, dangerous day in the land of Skyrim. In the snow-kissed depths of a forest miles from the nearest town, the Dragonborn Joey was out looking for treasure. Clad in heavy steel armor and wielding a sharp blade he trudged through the thick snow, his undergarments helping keep him warm against the bitter cold. He had heard rumors of a sizable treasure hoard hidden in a dungeon somewhere deep within the forest. Of course, it was being protected by lowlife bandits, who had stolen and pillaged to make said hoard so sizable in the first place. Joey figured that if he took down all of the bandits, stole their gold, and cashed in on their bounties he’d make more than enough to keep him comfortable for the next leg of his main journey. However, as you can see, things didn’t quite go the way he planned. When he approached the entrance to the cave the bandits were hiding out in he didn’t notice a rather large bear lady lying in wait behind the trees. A harsh swing of her club and it was lights out for the Dragonborn. He woke up in the state you see him in now. Blinded, hands bound with tight rope, and a ball gag hastily shoved in his mouth to prevent him from shouting both in English and in dragon. The fiendish bandits had relieved poor Joey of his expensive armor and weapon, along with his meager gold pouch. He could hear them giggling around him, commenting about how cute he was and in disbelief on how easy it was to capture such a supposedly mighty hero. They talked about selling his stuff and eventually him, though they made it very clear that they’d have their fun with him long before then…"

Story by Pewo Steele