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In the heart of Skyrim, a blacksmith's apprentice finds solace in the clinking of metal and the sting of a whip. She's no ordinary smith, but a submissive at heart, eagerly awaiting her master's return. Dressed in her newly crafted Steamforge armor, she practices her poses, imagining the weight of his hand, the bite of the crop. Each clang of the hammer on anvil echoes her desire, as she waits, bound and ready, for her master to claim her again.