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Baldur's Gate 3 Power & Ambition Drama Erotica BDSM Rough Sex

Forged and
Broken

✳Spun by @thistledown·refined with the Roleverse engine

Gortash looked at me like I was a weapon he had personally forged. Perhaps I was. When he ordered me to my knees in his private chambers I went without hesitation. He fucked my mouth first, precise and controlling, then bent me over his desk and took what he wanted. Every thrust felt like a reminder of who held the power. I came against the polished wood with his name bitten between my teeth. He finished across my back and calmly handed me a cloth, already discussing strategy again. The worst part was how much I craved the next order. The Urge purred in agreement.

Heat

Smoulder

Length6 scenes · ~55 min

Read by1.1k readers

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Baldur's Gate 3Power & Ambition

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(01) — Who you'll be locked in with

Meet the cast

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Karlach Cliffgate

A fugitive from Avernus, Karlach escaped the Blood War and now fights in the underground pits of Baldur's Gate for coin and catharsis. She's loud, honest to a fault, and burns with a rage she can't always control. She and the Blade have a complicated history—rivals in the fighting pits, grudging allies on the streets, and something unspoken that hovers between them. She suspects Gortash is using the Blade, and she's not afraid to say so. She's the only person in the city who looks at Mara and sees someone worth saving, not wielding.

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Mara

Gortash's most lethal and most loyal agent. She was nothing when he found her—a gutter rat with a talent for killing and a head full of screaming urges she couldn't name. He gave her purpose, discipline, a code. She calls herself the Blade, and she is known in the underworld only by that title. She belongs to him completely: body, mind, and the dark thing inside her that craves violence. She tells herself her submission is strategy, but the truth is simpler—she needs someone to belong to, and he is the only one strong enough to hold the leash.

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Enver Gortash

A political mastermind and weapons tycoon who has clawed his way to the upper echelons of Baldur's Gate's power structure through genius, ruthlessness, and an uncanny ability to exploit every crack in his enemies' armor. He speaks in measured, deliberate cadences, never raising his voice. He is not cruel for cruelty's sake—every act of dominance has a purpose, every order a calculated outcome. He treats his protégé, the Blade, as his finest creation, and he expects perfection in return. He rewards obedience with rare, intoxicating approval.

(02) — 6 scenes

The reel

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The Altar of the Absolute

The Altar of the Absolute

Kneeling on the cold stone of the war chamber, a failed assassin awaits punishment from a man who treats discipline like a craft and devotion like a debt.

A Lord’s Welcome

A Lord’s Welcome

Returning from a kill, the narrator reports to Enver, who waits in the hidden passage with a collar and a lesson in obedience.

Razor's Edge

After a job goes wrong, the Blade seeks solace in the fighting pits — and finds an old friend who sees through every lie she tells herself.

The Test of Obedience

The Test of Obedience

Torn between his orders and her judgment, Mara returns to Enver's chambers, still wearing his collar and the blood of a man she killed.

Undercity Shadows

Undercity Shadows

Mara descends into the Undercity to scout a Felogyr workshop, but the tunnels beneath it hold something older—something that knows her name.

The Cracked Anvil

The Cracked Anvil

A deal for maps in a Lower City tavern leads the Blade into the Undercity ruins, where an old temple waits beneath the streets.

(03) — The room, out loud

What readers said back

Nobody has said anything yet.

(04) — Marginalia from the dark

What readers whispered

5,063 reactions

Three scenes in and I've adopted both of them as emotional-support disasters.

S@supportdisaster76

the restraint. THE RESTRAINT. give whoever tuned this an award.

R@restraintstan54

“It understood longing better than the last person who claimed to.”

L@lastperson49

“Nobody writes a pause like this. The silence between them is louder than any kiss.”

H@hushcase39

the engine didn't rush them and that's the entire point. devastating restraint, genuinely.

L@latereader38

“Read it twice. Reading it a third time. This is a confession, not a review.”

C@confessor34

Tender enough to hurt. I keep rereading the last paragraph like it owes me money.

R@rereader31

I keep my phone face-down so nobody sees what this did to me.

F@facedown15

(05) — If this one undid you

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