Wednesday, November 20, 2024

25: The Return of the Queen

Ava had her hands clasped in front of her chest and looked expectantly up the street, which had been cleared of snow. She was wearing a black winter coat, although she didn't really need it, while her friend Chloe stood next to her, thickly bundled up in a padded jacket and shivering slightly.

“How can you just stand there like that and not freeze? Your coat is way too thin!” Chloe muttered as she scrutinized each car, eagerly awaiting Summer's return.

“Oh, you know, I wear a lot underneath,” Ava lied and Chloe cast a doubtful glance at her leggings and leather boots.

“Well, if you say so. I hope the others are done setting up,” Chloe mumbled, pointing to a limo pulling off the highway down to Leon City, ”There she is at last!”

The limo stopped in the parking lot in front of them and they could still hear someone talking inside. The side door of the car opened and an unusually bright blonde Summer stepped out of it. Ava immediately felt her warm, living clothes squeeze her gently. Greed was apparently just as happy as Ava and Chloe to see Summer safely back home.

“Oh guys, I've missed you so much!” exclaimed Summer, wrapping Ava and Chloe in her arms.

“We miss you too Summer,” Ava whispered in her ear and she felt Greed wrap a small tentacle around Summer without Chloe being able to see.

“But before we go any further...” Chloe announced as they broke free of the embrace and handed Summer a spray can of pink hair dye.

“Until you get your real color back,” she said with a grin and Summer didn't need to be told twice. Without hesitation, she pulled off the cap and began to recolor her bright blonde hair to its usual pink.

“Damn, of everything I've been through, that had been one of the worst!” she announced with a chuckle, earning her a quizzical look from Ava and Chloe.

“Are you sure? Not the encounters with the super criminals who threw you in a dark dungeon and tried to make you compliant with drugs and hypnosis?” asked Ava.

“Naaa, that was just an ordinary working day,” Summer waved it off, ”Trust me, etiquette class was true hell.”

Ava raised an eyebrow.

“Whatever,” Summer said, waving after the limo as it drove off, “Why would I come to the cursed forest?”

“Let me surprise you,” Chloe said, grabbing Summer's hand and leading her down the snowy forest path towards C&T. Summer glanced at Ava for help, but she just grinned and walked after her two friends. Chloe and Summer had so much to talk about that Ava didn't want to interrupt, and some of it she didn't want to hear.

“I'm telling you, those uniforms we had to wear looked stunning and it was all latex...” Summer began and Ava stopped. While none of this was new or unpleasant to her, she still wanted to keep a healthy distance from it. Wearing Greed almost permanently was already kinky enough for her. As if on cue, he squeezed her gently and Ava immediately grabbed a bottle from her bag, using it to wet her clothes. Summer and Chloe were so busy talking that they didn't notice. The water stain disappeared almost instantly and Greed was calmed down again for the time being. In gratitude, he briefly cuddled her whole body, giving her a shiver down her neck. Ava bit her lower lip and a soft moan escaped her mouth.

“That must be really good water,” Chloe said as she glanced over her shoulder after hearing the moans.

“It's really good,” Ava lied again, nodding to Chloe as she stopped by a tree and led the way into the clearing. Summer and she broke through the branches and entered the familiar clearing. In front of them on the snow-cleared grass was a table with countless delicacies and warm drinks, and benches were set up all around them. Next to and in front of them stood their friends, beaming with joy and happy to finally see Summer again.

“WELCOME HOME!”

“Aww, guys, you didn't have to do that!” exclaimed Summer, running over to her friends to thank them. Ava smiled briefly at the surprise before she felt Chloe's hand on her shoulder.

“Are you all right? You seem a little ... distracted lately,” Chloe said.

“Oh, um yeah,” Ava said guiltily. Chloe wasn't the first person to notice this.

“Just had a lot on my mind at the moment, thinking about what happened to Summer. I'm just glad she's back and I'm sure Tea will be even happier!”

“Definitely!” Chloe confirmed and pushed Ava slightly forward so that they could both join the others. They were just about to squeeze between Kim and Caitlyn's new girlfriend, Jade (who looked vaguely familiar to Ava), when they heard a resounding clap and suddenly all conversation stopped. All eyes turned to Summer, who was standing opposite Tea with her hand raised. Tea had a shocked look on her face and a red mark on her cheek.

“I've been through hell because of you! How long did it take you to call the police after I left? Oh, what? You didn't realize I was kidnapped and disappeared for days?” Summer hissed, glaring angrily at Tea.

“Summer, maybe you should ...”

“I'm not going to calm down, Cait! I don't know what Tea told you, but I can tell you that not only did she forget to report her girlfriend missing, but she also took her parents' money to keep her relationship with said girlfriend a secret!"

“I invested the money in an apartment! I did that for us...” Tea defended herself.

“IF I'M COMING BACK?!?” Summer interrupted her, ”NO MESSAGES ON MY PHONE FROM YOU. NO GOODBYE OR SEE YOU AGAIN AND NOW YOU COME HERE AND THINK EVERYTHING IS FINE AGAIN AND I'M YOUR LITTLE SLAVE ON MY KNEES BEGGING FOR YOUR MERCY TO MOVE IN WITH YOU!”

“Summer I ...”

“No ... Tea I don't want to see you anymore, get out before I completely lose my temper!” muttered Summer, raising her finger admonishingly. In contrast to her previous outburst, her voice was now almost a whisper, but a hundred times more threatening.

“Fine,” Tea just said and turned away. She pushed past Ava and Chloe and walked down the clearing with her head held high.

“I'll, um ... talk to her,” Kim muttered curtly, following Tea quickly.

“Don't bother, Kim,” Summer called after her, earning a nod from Kim before she caught up with Tea.

 

After Summer's outburst, the mood was sombre. The guests soon started talking to each other, but there was no trace of the initial joy. Ava also had the feeling that she urgently needed to talk to Summer, but couldn't find the right words.

“But what about?” she mumbled and sat down on a bench with a warm cup of cocoa in her hands. Summer, meanwhile, had put on her usual face and was trying to make the best of the reunion.

” ‘About what is a fair question!’ said Jade suddenly, sitting down opposite Ava.

“Heeeeyyyy,” Ava said shyly, sipping her cup to keep from speaking.

“You were Ava, right?” the red-haired woman asked, scrutinizing Ava closely. She just nodded.

“I heard from Cait that you and Summer have known each other for a long time? Are you very close friends?”

Ava refrained from rolling her eyes and gulped down her cocoa before answering.

“Yeah, we've had our ups and downs, but... we've always been best friends.”

“Good to hear.”

“Yeah.”

Ava screamed inwardly. The thought that she knew Jade from somewhere and that she seemed to know more about Ava than she should made her nervous. Ava resolved to take Caitlyn aside when she got the chance.

“Talk to her,” Jade said, interrupting Ava's train of thought.

“But about what...”

“You already know that,” Jade said, standing up, ”if you need me, I'll be with Cait.”

“All right,” Ava muttered, raising her hand as a sign that she'd understood. She hadn't, but Ava was glad that Jade was back with Caitlyn. She turned her attention back to her cocoa and spluttered into her cup when Summer suddenly sat down next to her with a plate of food.

“Are you okay?” Summer asked with a raised eyebrow when Ava started coughing.

“Yeah, cough... cough. Yeah, you all right too?” Ava asked as if out of habit as she recovered from the shock and felt Greed patting her back under her coat. Summer sighed.

“Well...not really...” said Summer, her usually bright eyes growing duller. Now Ava understood what Jade had meant and gave her a furtive glance over her shoulder. Jade winked at her and nodded before giving Caitlyn a kiss and joining the others.

“Um... do you... do you want to talk about it?”

Summer rubbed her eyes and a sigh escaped her throat.

“I ... I wanted to get back to Leon City as soon as possible and I forgot what I don't have anymore. No home, all my things locked away, no money for my studies, if I'm even allowed back to university and Tea ...”

Summer fell silent.

“But why am I telling you this? It's obvious that's the way it is. I mean, what have I ...”

“Go on,” Ava said, gently placing a hand on Summer's back.

“Thanks...” Summer mumbled, struggling for words for a moment, ”I... don't know where to go and the only thing I have is what I'm wearing and a suitcase of clothes and well... a few latex souvenirs.”

“Of course.”

Summer smiled briefly.

“Sorry. I'm just trying to take my mind off the problems.”

“But are they really problems?” Ava asked, frowning.

“Well, yes?” Summer said, surprised.

“Why don't you just move in with me until you've found a new place to stay and maybe we can persuade your parents to let you get some of your things out of the house?”

“Won't your parents mind?” Summer asked nervously.

“Naa, I'm glad my mom knows that my best friend is the one with the pink hair,” Ava said, hugging Summer from the side, ”Greed would love it too.”

“Thanks, I ... well, if you don't mind, I'd love to stay with you for a while, but I don't think I can get into my old house to get my stuff out anymore.”

“Let's just go and have a look,” Jade suddenly said from behind them and Ava and Summer startled.

“My goodness Jade, I think we're going to have to buy you a cowbell,” Summer said and Jade chuckled.

 

“That's what I thought. The key doesn't fit anymore,” Summer mumbled sadly as she, Ava, Caitlyn, Chloe and Jade stood outside Summer's old home.

“Maybe you took the wrong one?” asked Jade, almost casually to Caitlyn, ”Cait can you go to my car and get my thingy?”

“Your thingy?” repeated Caitlyn with a raised eyebrow.

“You know, that thingy, the one that's in my glove compartment.”

Caitlyn narrowed her eyes to slits, but ended up walking to Jade's car while Jade herself got more confused looks from Ava, Chloe, and Summer.

“Your thingy?” Ava asked again, but Jade waved it off.

“A policewoman in training shouldn't necessarily see what I'm doing now,” Jade whispered, pulling out a lock pick set.

“You're not serious,” Ava hissed, but Jade had already inserted her tool into the lock. It clicked softly and Jade stepped aside to let Summer in.

“So cool! How do you know how to do that?” asked Summer, while Ava again had the feeling that she knew Jade from somewhere else. Maybe from a wanted poster from the police?

“This is Leon City after all,” Jade evaded the question and shrugged her shoulders.

“Really not that unusual in the city. I had a few at home too,” Chloe confirmed, giggling, just as Caitlyn came back with a flashlight and Ava started to think about what else her friends did in their free time besides bondage.

“Here's your thingy,” Caitlyn mumbled in confusion and Jade beamed.

"Yeaaa I thought Summer would be able to find the right key better this way, but she found the right one in advance. Too bad, Caitlyn maybe next time,” Jade laughed.

“But couldn't you have just used your cell phones...”

“Let's hurry inside and pack Summer's things!” Jade said quickly, pushing her girlfriend inside along with the others.

“Okay, um, Jade and Ava you can take anything Pokémon related and Chloe and Cait you can empty the room here,” Summer said, knocking on a door.

“Empty? How? Completely?” Chloe asked, opening the door and turning on the light. Inside, it looked like a Japanese dojo, with paper walls and bamboo installations and soft mats on the floor.

“Yes, my bondage room. It's not as much as you think. Just the stuff in the cupboards and on the walls,” Summer said with a red head and quickly moved on before Caitlyn and Chloe could say anything.

“Wait a minute! That's not coming with us!” Ava intervened, ”If my parents...”

“Don't worry, Chloe's taking most of it until I find something of my own and Caitlyn's taking a thing or two too. You'll just have to live with my Pokémon stuff,” Summer said placatingly, ”and maybe some ropes and catsuits.”

Ava exhaled deeply.

“Summer...”

Summer frowned briefly until Jade came up and put a hand on both their shoulders.

“How about a deal? Ava and I take over the dojo and I tie Ava up now. If she can't escape until we're ready to leave, you take everything she couldn't get out of,” she suggested and Ava's mouth dropped open.

“Great idea!” shouted Summer and disappeared into her room before Ava could object, closely followed by Caitlyn and Chloe, who grinned cheekily at Ava.

“Hey, don't I have a say in this?” Ava shouted, stunned and with her arms raised, until Jade suddenly hugged her from behind. Her hand slid up Ava's body and neck and pushed her chin up.

“Don't worry, I won't bite,” Jade whispered in Ava's ear and maneuvered her victim into the dojo. She pushed Ava to the floor and grabbed a thick bundle of ropes hanging from hooks on the wall.

“At least not hard,” Jade added with an ominous grin as she unrolled the rope and let it whip to the floor beside Ava. Ava swallowed. This situation was very different from the other times with her friends. Jade exuded such overwhelming dominance that Ava sat on the floor as if in shock and could only look up at the redhead.

“Are you going to let Summer take a catsuit or do you want me to change you before we start?” asked Jade.

“She can take anything she wants, just don't tie me up!” came from Ava's lips and she crawled away from Jade until she felt the wall at her back.

“Oh Ava, that wasn't part of the bet,” Jade chortled and went after her. She made a lasso out of one of the ropes and threw it over Ava's head. Panicked, Ava tried to dodge it, but it was too late. The rope slipped over her shoulders and stopped at her elbows before Jade pulled it tight. She used it to pull Ava back to the center of the room and grinned down at her.

“Come on, I'm not doing you any harm and Summer would be really happy.”

“Yeah but...I barely know you and that's...”

“Would you rather I get Caitlyn to tie you up?” asked Jade, but before Ava could nod, Jade added, ”I have to warn you though, Caitlyn can be a real bitch when she has the Dominate role. Trust me, you're better off with me.”

Ava had opened her mouth to object again, but remembering what Caitlyn had done when they were at the events at C&T, she shut it again.

“A ... but not too tight!”

“Of course,” Jade replied with a smile, and Ava felt as if Jade's dominant aura was turning into a friendlier one.

“Arms behind your back!” Jade demanded the next moment, freeing Ava from the lasso. Ava did as she was told.

“You were limber, if I remember correctly, weren't you?” slipped out Jade.

“Yes, but...” Ava was about to say, but was interrupted when Jade grabbed her hands and pulled them to her butt. She tied one coil of rope after another around her wrists and secured everything with two tight knots.

“No buts today,” Jade announced, pressing Ava's elbows together without Ava even letting out a moan, “Ava ... I'm getting very jealous of you right now and wonder if you could handle a Reverse Prayer bondage.”

“What's that?” Ava asked nervously, glancing over her shoulder. Jade looked at her pityingly, like one would look at a young puppy who had tripped over his own paws.

“Awww, you're still so green behind the ears,” Jade whispered, wiping an imaginary tear from her eye.

“Well... I've got other things on my mind than bondage,” Ava mumbled, looking forward again.

“I hope that will change quickly with Summer in your immediate vicinity,” Jade said and took another rope, which she finally used to tie Ava's elbow. Next, Jade took a longer rope and found its center before straightening Ava up so that she had to sit on her knees.

“Soo then we'll secure your arms some more,” Jade announced and tied Ava's upper body, placing twist, after twist, around Ava's chest, sometimes over and sometimes under her breasts and over her shoulders. At first Ava didn't know what Jade was doing this for, until she realized that her breasts were clearly sticking out despite her jacket and she couldn't move her arms.

“I'd appreciate it if you'd let me keep breathing,” Ava remarked when she felt the ropes preventing her from taking a deep breath.

“Don't worry, we're done here,” Jade reassured her and grabbed the thick knot, on ropes to put Ava back on the ground. The redhead crawled to Ava's legs and grabbed several bundles of ropes.

“Nice boots, by the way,” Jade remarked, stroking Ava's black boots and leggings.

“Hello, those weren't just my boots!” Ava exclaimed, blushing deeply.

“Not so loud. Don't let the neighbors hear,” Jade admonished and looked around the dojo.

“You're unbelievable!” Ava nagged after Jade as she stood up and walked over to a closet, ”Well wait, if I come out here, then... Jade no... I'm warning you! JADE let dammmmhhppf! MMMH!”

Jade had retrieved a large red ball gag and shoved it unceremoniously into Ava's mouth to stifle her yelps. Additional straps ran from it in various directions and encircled Ava's head. She tried to push it back out with her tongue, but it was so tight behind her teeth that it seemed to be stuck, which played into Jade's hands as she tightened all the straps.

“What do you expect? Summer needs a gag when she's with you too, doesn't she?” Jade defended herself, kneeling back down next to Ava's legs, which were now thrashing wildly. The redhead skillfully caught them with a rope and sat on Ava's bottom as she began to work. She tied Ava's ankles together and weaved her boots and their heels into her bondage. More ropes followed below and above her knees and around her calves and thighs. She tied them all together so they couldn't slip and made a loop around the rope around her ankles.

“Ready for the finale?” asked Jade as she fiddled with Ava's head.

“Nnnooooooohhh!” Ava screamed muffled into the gag and shook her head until she felt Jade pull the rope through a D-ring on the gag and her head and legs were pulled towards each other. Now Ava felt her body begin to moan and she let Jade hear it through the gag, but Jade continued to pull on the rope until Ava's body resembled a U.

“Let me know if it hurts, but I have a feeling that as long as you look at me so darkly, you should be able to take it,” Jade said, rubbing her hands together, ”I'll go and see how much longer they need. You can start escaping already.”

Jade left the dojo and Ava could hear her exchanging a few words with Summer. She herself stayed behind in the room, with mixed feelings. She hated that she kind of liked being tied up, even if she didn't want to admit it. Jade's bondage, though the most severe she had ever experienced, was nonetheless gentle and in no way painful. She tried to turn her head, but the rope that turned her into a U was too tight. She quickly found that she could move nothing but her fingers, and they were out of reach of any knot.

Well played, Jade. Ava thought and rolled her eyes. Greed could certainly help her, but she didn't think that was fair to Summer. She'd been through enough and should have some fun. Ava resigned herself to her fate, looking up occasionally as Jade and the others sporadically came into the room to grab ropes, latex and more from the dojo and load them into their cars.

 

“How dare that bitch!” hissed Tea and signaled to Kim. Kim threw a vase from the Bondage Hotel into the air and Tea played a short sharp note from her clarinet. The next moment, the vase shattered into a thousand pieces.

“After all I've done for her! Another one!” shouted Tea and Kim and Vale rolled their eyes before Kim threw up another one. This vase also fell victim to Tea's magic.

“One more!”

“We don't have any more,” Kim said, letting her gaze glide over the chaos that had spread below her. She let herself slide off a table and the blue latex boots from her magical outfit turned the shards under her soles to dust.

“Then fix them!”

“I'm not here to...” Kim began, but was interrupted by Vale putting a hand on her shoulder.

“Don't you think you should go home for now and I don't know... let off steam there instead of at our mistress's house? Maybe sleep?” Vale asked, amused.

“No! I have to do something. Make someone suffer!”

“Go ahead. The city is our playground,” Kim said simply, leaning against the table as she pulled out her cell phone and looked at the few pictures she had snapped at the party.

“It's not the same! Summer needs to pay for what she did!”

“So, with someone suffering, you mean Summer? Who could have expected that?” asked Vale, looking next to her at Kim's cell phone. Kim wiped a picture aside, but Vale stumbled.

“Wait. One picture back,” Vale demanded and Kim did as she was told. The picture showed Jade and Caitlyn holding hands. Vale almost didn't see it because the focus of the picture was on Summer.

“When is the picture from?”

“From the party today,” Kim replied with a shrug and was about to put her phone away when Vale pulled it out of her hands and looked at the picture in a rage.

“That BITCH!” she hissed and Kim exhaled in annoyance.

“What is it again?”

“I told that Caitlyn girl to keep her hands off my Mistress! But there they are! Hand in hand!” Val said darkly and her hands tightened so that Kim was afraid she would destroy her cell phone.

“I'll have to make my threat come true!” shouted Vale, throwing Kim's cell phone into the air. The golden chains that adorned her latex-covered body loosened and joined together to form a whip in her hand. A sweep of her arm snapped Kim's cell phone in half and sent it crashing to the floor.

“Come on, was that necessary?” Kim asked, clicking her tongue disapprovingly. She knelt down on the floor and picked up the remains of her cell phone. A blue flame appeared in her hands and the cell phone was whole again.

“Can you guys calm down?” Kim asked irritably. Tea and Vale were just about to hiss at her when the temperature in the room dropped by ten degrees and the three women felt a cold shiver run down their spines. Their mistress had stepped out of the shadows. Her pitch-black latex body shone in the moonlight and she looked mockingly at her subordinates. They immediately knelt down and looked at the ground.

“My children, why are you arguing? Do you not see that you are destined for higher things and have a task?”

“Forgive me mistress,” the women said as if from one mouth and immediately they felt a warm sensation on their chests as the magical crystals that sat in their skin rewarded them.

“I sense much anger in two of you and a desire to satisfy it.”

“Yes mistress, my girlfriend ...”

“Silence,” the latex figure ordered Tea and she instantly fell silent, “I want you to get yourselves back together and do your duty, but since you and even Vale are not in the right condition, I'm putting Kim in charge. Kim honey, make sure these two calm down ... to make more of a mess."

“Yes Mistress,” Kim murmured, bowing a little more. A smile pulled at her face. She knew how to put her teammates at ease again.

“Good. I'll ... go back to sleep ... I expect you to get your problems ... out of the way again,” her mistress said sleepily and walked back through the dark halls of the bondage hotel. Kim waited a moment and then stood up to look down at Vale and Tea.

“You want revenge? Then go and get it,” Kim said simply and both women looked up at Kim in wonder, ”But each of you will take revenge for the other. I hope that should be enough to blow off some steam, shouldn't it?” asked Kim, walking to the door between Tea and Vale. She was tired too and wanted to go home to avoid annoying questions from her sister.

“Yes... Kim,” the women mumbled and looked at each other before a sinister smile graced their lips.

“I have an excellent idea,” Vale whispered and Tea nodded.

“I like it already.”

 

“Thank you so much for your help, guys!” said Summer, wrapping Jade, Caitlyn and Chloe in her arms.
“No problem, it was nothing big,” said Chloe, giving Summer a hug.
“Do you want me to untie Ava?” asked Jade, casting an amused glance at the passenger seat of Ava's car.
“Mpffh!”
“Well, I think I'll keep her like this until we get to her place,” Summer laughed, “I hope we see each other more often soon.”
“We'll see. I've got a lot to do in the near future. But thanks for taking good care of Caitlyn,” Jade said and Caitlyn blushed. She had a box under her arm that read: “Summers Selfbondage Box!”
“Jade ... I didn't use Summer's bondage stuff.”
“Go ahead. I haven't used it for ages. But ... don't get stuck again.”
“SUMMER!“
”All right girls, I need to get back home and see where Kim is,” Chloe said, giving Summer another hug, ”I'll be in touch in a few days, bye!”
Chloe got into her old car and drove off, while Caitlyn and Jade also said their goodbyes and got into different cars. Summer watched them go for a moment before turning to Ava's car.
“Shall we have a go Ava?“
”Mmmpff.”
“Yeah, I'm tired too,” Summer said, getting into the driver's seat. She readjusted the mirrors, but then paused and looked at Ava, who was sitting tied up next to her and looking back questioningly.
“Ava ... thank you. I know that if you really wanted to, Greed could have freed you at any time. I'm really glad we're friends again and ... thank you,” Summer whispered, leaning in to hug Ava tightly. At first she didn't know what to do with her bound arms, but in the end she laid her head on Summer's shoulder. Summer released the hug and quickly wiped away a tear. She started the car and fastened her seatbelt.
“And thank you for letting me take a little more.”
“Mmh mmh,” Ava mumbled into her gag and looked ahead as Summer was about to drive off, but she didn't. Ava was about to ask what was going on when she saw a figure in the darkness. Something briefly blinded Ava with golden light, she blinked and when she could see again, the figure had disappeared.
“Fummer?” Ava asked worriedly and looked at her friend, whose cheeks suddenly turned red. Her mouth opened slowly and she began to breathe audibly, like a dog that was too warm. Suddenly, Summer hit the gas and Ava was pushed into the seat by the acceleration of her car as they sped down the road, tires screeching.
“FUMMER!”, Ava shrieked, trying in vain to reach a knot to get Summer to stop, but still finding none. Instead, Greed stepped in and small hands crawled out from under Ava's jacket and began to untie the unreachable knots. It was a long and laborious process, but little by little Ava felt the ropes around her arms loosen. While Ava was being thrown from left to right as they drove at breakneck speed through Leon City, cheering Greed on to go faster, Ava didn't realize that they weren't going to her home, but to the other side of town.
Greed, come on a little faster! Ava thought, just as her wrists were freed, and looked up as Summer skidded to a stop. Without giving Ava a glance, she got out and ran through barriers and down a flight of stairs. Only now did Ava realize where they were.
Falenplaza Station? What's she doing here? Ava thought as she felt Greed free her elbows from the ropes and she could finally move her arms again. She helped Greed free the ropes from her upper body and released her gag.
“Quick Greed, the barrier tape is probably there for a reason. I hope what the newspaper reported was exaggerated,” Ava muttered, freezing briefly as she thought of the reports she had seen.
“Disgusting,” she commented, freeing her legs with Greed. She pulled the key out of the ignition and jumped out of her car. She followed Summer down the stairs and pulled out her cell phone to turn on the light. It was pitch black and the darkness seemed to engulf Ava's small cone of light.
“Not our first rodeo, is it Greed?” mumbled Ava, and Greed agreed with a squeeze of her body.
“Summer?! Can you hear me?” she called out as she reached the bottom of the stairs. No answer, “Aww come on Summer.”
Ava took off her coat and placed it over a handrail. She walked deeper into the ward and kept calling for her friend. Ava entered the waiting area between two train tracks and stopped. Lamps illuminated the hall from the ceiling. Because some of the lamps were broken, everything was bathed in twilight and Ava could make out the figure of a woman. Ava was about to call for Summer when the light from her cell phone fell on her and Ava stopped. Instead of her friend's pink hair, she saw a sea of bright white hair. She looked down at a bundle tied up with fine golden chains and Ava could only now recognize the pink she was looking for there.
“Oh, another guest to play with. I guess one more lure won't hurt,” the woman with the white hair said, turning to Ava. She was wearing a black latex catsuit that had gold stripes accentuating her body. A black mask covered her face and chains ran from a golden crystal that further adorned her body. Ava doubted they were for protection, but she had to admit the woman looked stunning.
“Hey, um... thanks for capturing my friend. I'd like to take her and yeah ... please step aside,” Ava prompted the woman, but her lips quirked into a smile instead.
“Why don't you come here and I'll tie you up too?” the woman asked and again Ava saw a flash of gold. Ava blinked several times when she saw it, and at the same time she felt a squeeze from Greed, it felt different than usual.
What was that? Did Greed just do that too? Maybe I didn't feel it properly because of the ropes? Ava thought about it and shook her head.
“I don't think so. I'll tell you one last time. Step away from Summer.”
“Mmmh,” the woman said instead, tilting her head slightly to the side, ”That usually works. Oh well, I'll have a little fun too.”
The chain that ran down the woman's right arm grew longer and lay on the ground beside her. Suddenly, she made a whipping motion, and the chain bridged the vast distance between the two women. Ava, completely surprised by the attack, only managed to dodge thanks to Greed and was thrown behind a pillar by him. The chain hit a bench instead, wrapping around it, and Ava saw with horror that the chains were pressing into the metal of the seat, deforming it.
“Greed!” shouted Ava curtly and her clothes immediately changed into her dark outfit. A hood and mask covered her head to protect her identity. Greed grew out over her arms and down her body, turning a dark purple color. Ava immediately felt her partner supply her with extra power, and she sprinted towards the white-haired attacker. Her cape flapped in the wind behind her as she ran with supernatural speed.
If you have that much range, then I need to get into close combat! Ava thought, smiling beneath her mask as the woman looked surprised and whipped her chain at her in panic. Ava had already expected this and dropped to the ground. Feet first, she skittered across the floor and the chain flew over her, splitting a billboard down the middle. Ava took a quick glance over her shoulder to see the destruction and clicked her tongue disapprovingly.
“If you're going to play hardball, I'm not going to show any consideration!” she shouted in the woman's face. Ava jumped up from the ground while she was still gliding and stood in front of the woman in a single bound. Ava took all the momentum with her and punched the attacker in the chest. The woman hit with such force that she was thrown over backwards and flew over Summer, skittering five steps across the ground into the darkness.
“Oh, that was maybe a little too hard,” Ava muttered briefly, but she looked at the billboard again, “Naaa it's fine.”
She knelt down next to Summer and said, “Summer, it's going to be okay, I'm here!”
Ava brushed her hair out of her face, but she stumbled when she saw that Summer's green eyes had a golden glow and she didn't seem to realize that Ava was there to save her.
“Hey, wake up!” Ava shouted, waving her hand in front of Summer's eyes. She looked around for help, but stopped when the woman reappeared from the shadows. Ava was immediately back on her feet, ready for the next round, but froze when she saw the chains begin to wrap around the woman's body, not to protect her, but to bind her. Her legs were wrapped by them, cutting into the latex of her catsuit. Out of nowhere, a latex armbinder manifested itself and bound her arms behind her back, and a golden ball gag pressed into her mouth and latched itself into her neck. Finally, she began to float a hand's breadth above the floor and Ava's mouth fell open.
“Ok lady, I let you get away with the infinite whip chain, but is this some kind of hocus pocus with special effects and invisible ropes?”
Ava could see the woman's eyes looking at her in amusement and the next moment, without any movement or premonition, four golden chains shot towards her. Ava managed to dodge again only thanks to Greed and jumped to the side. The chains shattered the stone behind her and shards flew in all directions. Fortunately, they missed Summer.
I have to end this quickly! Ava thought and leapt towards the woman with renewed zeal, again she lashed out and WAMM!
Ava had put everything into this blow and for a brief moment she was sure she had knocked the woman out, but she didn't budge. She wasn't thrown backwards like before, nor did Ava see pain in her eyes, instead the chains around the woman's body lit up briefly and she saw lust in her opponent's eyes.
“What the...?” Ava asked, but got no further as the chains the woman had just used as a weapon came back to her mistress in a flash. Greed reacted too late this time and Ava was hit in the back by them. She was pressed against the woman's body and the chains wrapped around them both equally. Ava gasped as her face was pressed against her opponent's breasts and her air was cut off momentarily. The chains were tightened around them both so tightly that Ava felt Greed cry out in pain. He protected her from the chains, but who knows for how long if she didn't find a way to escape soon. The gag disappeared from the woman's mouth, and she looked down at Ava with a sneer.
“Feel my mistress's love, feel her chains and surrender to them! Surrender, little shapeshifter,” the woman murmured in Ava's ear and took a deep breath. The chains suddenly became much tighter and Ava could no longer breathe. Her eyes went black as she felt Greed suffering under the chains instead of her.
“Greed g... go away!” she gasped out before she lost consciousness, and immediately her superhero outfit dissolved and a silver ring appeared around her neck.

When Vale sensed that Ava was no longer moving, she released her chains and simply let the heroine fall to the floor. Her shackles dissolved into thin air like the ball gag and the chains snaked up her body, wrapping around her as before. Vale raised her hand to her chest where Ava's first blow had struck her and bit her lower lip.
“What a lovely pain,” she murmured, looking up as her partner Tea stepped out of the shadows of the tunnel. She looked down at Summer with hatred and then at Ava, who was lying at her feet.
“I knew she'd go straight for Ava. I didn't expect anything else. But this costume...” Tea pondered, bending down to examine the hoop around Ava's neck, ”No visible lock, link or hinge.”
“Believe me, I was as surprised as you were,” Vale said, kicking Ava's body. She skidded across the floor and came to a stop next to Summer.
“Watch it!”
“Oh, shut up. Next time you can get hit by her.”
“Don't act like you didn't like it,” Tea countered and they both gave each other a nasty look until Vale clicked her tongue and walked over to Summer and Ava. She took Summer's phone out of her pocket and raised her hands over the two women. The chains around Summer and around Vale's body liquefied and dripped onto Ava and Summer. Their bodies became covered in the liquid metal and began to turn into latex as it continued to grow and compress their bodies into balls.

Except for the incident at the party, this had been a great day for Caitlyn. She had spent a lot of time with her dearest Jade and was grateful that her friends had so willingly accepted her into their midst. Even if Ava was perhaps a little grumpy. Caitlyn got out of her car with a box from Summer's move and entered her home.
“Great alone again,” she muttered disappointedly when she saw a note from her brother. He was with friends while her father was away on business again. She hung up her jacket and went up the stairs to her room. Once there, she put Summer's box in her closet. The thick sweater ended up in the corner with her pants. Instead, she put on a pair of sports leggings and lay down on her bed.
“What a day.”
She closed her eyes and was about to fall asleep when her head spoke up.
Hey ... what's in Summer's box anyway.
I don't know, I'll have a look tomorrow.
But ... what if you looked inside now?
Caitlyn bit her lower lip. After all, she was home alone at the moment and could experiment a little undisturbed. She swung out of her bed and took Summer's box under her arm.
“Let's see what Summer packed for me,” she said and opened the box. Inside was a pink latex leotard straitjacket, several belts and straps, a short leg tie that could bind her lower legs together and a panel gag.
“A straitjacket? How can this be for self-bondage?” she asked aloud, lifting the jacket out of the box. A slip of paper fell out of it, with a description of how she could tie herself up in it. Caitlyn studied it briefly and nodded.
“This should be fun, but I think I'll skip the leg binder. But first...”
Caitlyn took off her shirt and her bra. They landed on her sweater, and the leggings and her underwear followed. She picked up her black latex catsuit from C&T and slipped effortlessly into the magical material. The latex clung to her body like a second skin, so that she could even see her belly button. Her hands, dipped in latex, stroked it and it gave her a tingling sensation in her stomach. She smiled briefly and turned back to the straitjacket. Pink wasn't exactly her color, but she still hoped it would look extremely sexy. She tucked her legs into the back opening and pulled the leotard up her hips. With some effort, she slipped the jacket over her shoulders and her arms slipped into the sleeves.
“Now it would help to be a cheerleader,” Caitlyn muttered, turning awkwardly and searching for the zipper in the small of her back with her latex-encased hands. It was quite wide and with some effort she managed to pull it up, step by step. When she reached the top, the straitjacket sucked tight on her body, squeezing her arms and breasts.
“Summer's probably a bit more petite than me,” Caitlyn said thoughtfully, taking the straps off the bed. She put her head into the matching opening and pulled the straps through her crotch. Finally, she connected the two ends of the straps with a simple clip fastener. There were two padded rings in her back through which she put her arms. The rings were now tight around her upper arms.
“Now the long strap through the front loop,” Caitlyn read off the instructions and fed the long strap that was at one end of the straitjacket through the loop. She passed her other hand through as well and began to fumble the strap through the turnbuckle. This task took some patience, and Caitlyn grew increasingly frustrated until she finally managed it and breathed a sigh of relief.
“Almost done.”
She walked to her bedroom door and jammed the long strap in the door. She carefully walked back to her bed and felt the belt tighten. The next moment, her arms were pulled tighter around her body with every step she took. The turnbuckle gave her a little resistance and finally her hands were behind her back and she was unable to stop the embrace. She went back to the door and released the belt.
“Now the last step!” she announced expectantly and placed her foot in a loop on the floor. She bent backwards and the loop in front of her upper body tightened around her arms. Her chest suddenly became very warm and she bit her lip in anticipation. Caitlyn almost stumbled to her mirror when she forgot about the loop her feet were in, but she just managed to stop herself from falling. There she stood. Trapped in pink latex from the neck down, she quickly licked her mouth as drool almost ran down her chin. She swallowed.



“Damn Summer, why do you always have the best toys?” asked Caitlyn out loud and she rolled over. She threw herself onto her bed and struggled against the embrace of the straitjacket. A scenario played out in her head of being thrown into a padded cell and the evil Jade throwing the key into hydrochloric acid if she didn't manage to escape in 15 minutes. Quite a difficult undertaking, but for Caitlyn a piece of cake! She rolled around on her bed, letting off steam, but the jacket was stuck and wouldn't budge.
“Fuck, I should have used the leg binder!” Caitlyn cursed with pleasure and shook her head. She was quickly getting warm from fighting against the jacket and her hair was sticking to her face from the sweat and tickling her. She was just about to come to the climax of her fantasy when her cell phone rang and she was blindsided.
“Oh come on,” Caitlyn mumbled, glancing at her bedside table. Summer was calling her.
“At this unholy hour?” Caitlyn asked, kneeling down next to her nightstand. She answered the call with her nose.
“Hey Summer, what's up?” Caitlyn asked, trying to suppress her impatience. At first she heard nothing. Then, “Hello little policewoman...”
Caitlyn's blood froze in her veins when she heard the voice of the woman who had made sure she was stuck in self-bondage months ago and left her hanging until Celine happened to visit.
“I am sorry to say that you ignored my warning and met with my mistress. So I must assume that you want to steal her from me,” said the woman on the other end.
“Lady, I don't even know who you mean! I'm not stealing anyone!” Caitlyn defended herself and heard an amused but cold laugh on the other end.
“That was the worst lie I've ever heard! I saw you holding hands with my burglar and you dare to deny it?”
“I...” Caitlyn shook her head in confusion.
She means Jade?
"I think there's been a misunderstanding. If we could talk, then...”
“Shut up! I'm not here to hear more of your lies. I just called to tell you that if you take my mistress, I'll take your friends,” the woman said and Caitlyn's cell phone vibrated as she received a picture. Caitlyn laboriously opened it and froze. Ava and Summer were both trapped in latex balls. Their bodies were up to their necks in the golden orbs, and while Summer smiled nervously, Ava looked seriously at the camera.
"If you want to see them again, come to Falenplaza Station. Alone! And if I were you, I'd hurry. Time is ticking and I've heard that latex isn't exactly breathable. Let's see who gives up first."
Caitlyn received another image and was horrified to see that Ava and Summer's heads were encased in latex.
“Let them go!” Caitlyn shouted. All that came back was a low laugh and the agonized and muffled cries of her friends gasping for breath.
“Tikk tack, little policewoman,” laughed the stranger and hung up. The toot of her cell phone was like the tap of a hammer on a coffin nail. Caitlyn swallowed her fear and struggled against the straitjacket with renewed vigor, this time intending to rip it from her body, but the latex was too strong.
“How do I get out of here? Where are the damn instructions!” Caitlyn screamed in frustration and looked around, but the instructions had vanished from the face of the earth.
“The AAAAH! It's taking too long! How do I...?” Caitlyn fell silent as she realized the panic growing inside her, “Stop, Caitlyn calm down. Think, I could ... she looked to her closet. Behind the door was her Magicalgirl outfit she had been given by Celine, and not without reason.
“Come on, magic, don't let me down!” muttered Caitlyn, closing her eyes. She concentrated on the power inside her and murmured: “Free me from my shackles!”
Nothing happened. Caitlyn opened one of her eyes and was disappointed to see that none of the straps had loosened even a little.
“Okay, again!” said Caitlyn, starting to concentrate once more. She opened her mouth to work her magic again, but suddenly something flew into it. She wrenched her eyes open in horror and saw that the panel gag from Summer's box had taken on a life of its own, effectively gagging her.
Oh no. Caitlyn thought and looked at the box. Out of it crawled the belts like slugs, and the legbinder flew out of it, knocking Caitlyn over. It caught her legs as Caitlyn hit the ground hard and tightened around her lower legs. The belts took advantage of her sudden weakness and pounced on her. They wrapped around Caitlyn's thighs, and additionally around her arms, which had so far only been caught by the strap. They pressed into the latex and her body and pulled tight. Caitlyn rolled around on the floor, trying to somehow free herself from the restraints, but it was even more hopeless than before. She didn't need to talk to cast spells, but she believed it helped her to cast the right spell.
Too bad it backfired this time. She annoyed herself.
What am I going to do now? I still have to get out of here! Another spell? Better not, I'll be blind and hanging from the ceiling. Call for help?
Caitlyn looked up at her bedside table and took a deep breath. She straightened up and crawled on her knees to her cell phone. With her nose, she navigated to her contacts and stopped at C. There were only three names and she pressed dial. Relieved, she closed her eyes and rested her head on the bedside table.

Please pick up, Celine. Caitlyn prayed and finally the waiting tone disappeared.

“MMMPFFFF!mmhmh MMMpffff!” Caitlyn yelled into her cell phone.

“Please what?” the drowsy voice came back through the phone and Caitlyn froze. That wasn't Celine's voice, but she took what she could.

“Caitlyn, if this is supposed to be some kind of prank, I've had better ones at ... two in the morning,” Cass said sleepily.

“MMMffp! MMh!”

“Wait ... you're gagged?”

“Mmmh.”

“Haaaaaaaaaaa,” Cass groaned, ”are you stuck again, you idiot?”

Caitlyn fell silent and a tear rolled down her face.

“I'm coming ... and it better be an absolute emergency.”



 

Cass sat in her car and had her fingers intertwined with each other, under her chin. Only her index fingers were pressing on her mouth and pointing under her nose as she tried to understand what Caitlyn was up to and, more importantly, in what kind of outfit. She opened her mouth several times only to close it again as she watched Caitlyn in the rearview mirror trying in vain to open the car door.

“Cass, get that stupid child safety lock off!” Caitlyn cursed, but Cass didn't even think about it.

“So ... let me get this straight. First I free you from your own shackles, which you've once again failed to get out of, and instead of allowing me to leave, you force me to drive to Falenplaza Station while you put on this stupid costume on my back seat? And you expect me to believe that it's an emergency, but you still won't tell me what's going on?” Cass summarized.

“Well... yeah?” mumbled Caitlyn, giving up tugging at the door and looking embarrassedly at the costume she'd gotten from Celine. After receiving the turquoise Magicalgirl costume, she had only worn it once briefly and then taken it off again quickly. The skirt was far too short and exposed her bottom. What's more, her breasts were well contained in the top part of the dress, but it had an exaggerated neckline and Caitlyn thought her breasts might pop out of it. The slightly darker shoes and opera gloves shone even in the twilight of the flickering streetlights and she doubted the over-the-knee stockings did anything to make her body look less attractive. The headband that tamed her long black hair and the little blue earrings that were supposed to protect her from hypnosis were the only two things she was wearing that didn't make her blush. The witch had said that the outfit might help her concentrate while casting spells, but somehow Caitlyn doubted that she could think of anything other than how embarrassed she was.

“Having a really hard time not just throwing you in the river right now,” Cass said, crossing her arms in front of her chest.

“Cass, if I could tell you, I would, but ... there are horrible things happening in this town right now and some of them are very hard to explain.”

“And the policewoman in the revealing Magicalgirl outfit has to protect me from these horrible things? Don't make a bigger fool of yourself than you already are.”

“Cass please ... my friends are in danger.”

“What kind of danger?”

“The ... I can't tell you about kind ...”

“You are ...”

Cass fell silent and exhaled deeply.

“I'll wait an hour,” she mumbled and unlocked the child safety lock. Caitlyn got out immediately and was about to run down the stairs of the subway station when Cass called after her, “Aren't you forgetting something?”

She waved a stick around with a crescent moon attached to the tip, and Caitlyn ran back and grabbed her wand.

“Thanks,” Caitlyn muttered, and with a bright red head, she headed for the stairs and got over the barrier tape. Cass glared after her for a while longer, drumming on her steering wheel.

“Danger, mmmh?” she whispered, looking down at her passenger seat where her bag and her weapons of choice lay.

 

“Pretty dark here...” muttered Caitlyn, looking doubtfully at the tip of her wand, ‘Light?’ she asked hesitantly and sure enough, her wand lit up slightly. It wasn't nearly enough to light up the ward, but at least she wasn't stepping in any more garbage. Still, she breathed in and out a little disappointed.

“I should have practiced... maybe I can use the staff as a club too?” whispered Caitlyn, running a gloved finger along the moon. It was surprisingly sharp.

“Maybe as an axe,” she concluded, seeing out of the corner of her eye a switched-off escalator leading to the tracks. Caitlyn could see a faint light shining from there and decided to investigate the source. The clack, clack, clack, of her heels on the metal of the escalator echoed off the walls and she gripped her staff tighter.

Come on, that's what you're trained for, isn't it? Minus magic and minus running around like an idiot. Caitlyn thought as she reached the bottom of the escalator and looked around. The lights above her flickered, casting ghostly shadows on the platform, and at the end she saw a woman standing in a wide red dress. She had a mask on and instead of long white hair, shoulder-length brown. Nevertheless, Caitlyn decided to exercise caution. This woman wasn't waiting here for nothing.

“I'm here! Let my friends go!” Caitlyn shouted, but all she got was a mocking and dark laugh that seemed unnatural and strange.

“I'm sorry, Caitlyn, but your friends will have to wait,” the woman shouted.

“Where's the woman who called me?”

"My partner called you, but she has her hands full with your friends and asked me to cover for her. She wants me to teach you a lesson instead of her, and maybe afterward I'll tell you where to find her,” the woman said, pulling something shiny out from behind her back and twirling it around its own axis until it touched her lips. Only now did Caitlyn see that it was a clarinet, and she gasped, startled.

“It was you on the train!”

“Correct,” the woman said softly and blew into her instrument. A soothing melody rang out, caressing Caitlyn's ears and inviting her to come closer, even surrender, but she frowned.

“Yeah, it's not going to work,” she muttered, raising her wand, which brought panic to her opponent's face, ”Um... fireball?”

A tennis ball sized fire appeared at the tip of her wand, flew three steps towards the woman in red and fell to the ground, where the spell popped and vanished into thin air.

“Fuck.”

“Ha... HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!” the woman started laughing, seemingly unable to contain herself, ”Was that it? I have to admit, I was scared for a second when you showed no reaction to my song, but that? HAHAHA. Just too delicious. Well, haaaaa. If you won't follow my music, it'll be the pain I'll inflict on you!”

Once again, she held the clarinet to her lips and began to play. Caitlyn couldn't believe her eyes as musical notes came out of her, paused in the air for a brief moment, and then shot in her direction. Caitlyn was only able to jump aside at the last moment because of her instincts and came to a stop behind a crushed bench. A note bounced against the metal and the fixture squeaked in agony. Another note bounced against it and the bench was torn from its fastening. Caitlyn just managed to bend under it and it flew over her by a hair's breadth.

“Oh come on!” Caitlyn cursed, rolling over the dirt as another note dug into the ground beside her and the stone gave way under its force.

I need protection! She thought to herself and raised her wand.

“MIST!” she shouted and this time it worked just as she had imagined. A thick soup of mist flowed out of her wand and spread throughout the ward at lightning speed. Notes shot past to the left and right of her.

“Ohoooo you can do a little magic after all. Really interesting. Clever of you, but you won't see your friends again like that,” the woman laughed and seemed to pause her playing.

I have to disarm her, but how? Caitlyn thought and looked down at her wand, which was still billowing mist.

“Maybe?”

Caitlyn held it in the air and shouted, “ROPE!”

She felt a wave of exhaustion wash over her as ropes suddenly rained down from the ceiling all over the hall.

“I guess that was my last spell for the day,” she muttered shakily, forcing herself to step out of her cover with a bundle of ropes in her free hand. She couldn't see the woman, but she knew roughly where she stood.

Caitlyn took off running, her footsteps holding through the fog. Again the woman played music and notes shot past her. A shadow appeared in front of Caitlyn and she threw the ropes at it. She broke through the wall of fog and could just see the woman dodge the ropes while Caitlyn herself was still a good four steps away from her target. A smile played around the woman's lips as she started her clarinet again.

“Too slow, Caitlyn,” the woman said, and a note came shooting out of her weapon. In a flash, Caitlyn uncoiled and used the momentum of the roll to swing her wand at the woman. The woman pirouetted to the side, dodging Caitlyn's attack and playing another note. She hit Caitlyn flat on the chest and flung her backwards back into the mist. The impact had been so strong that it knocked the air out of her and she let go of her wand. It clattered across the stone beside her and came to rest in a pile of rope.

“That was fun. Let's do it again when we get a chance,” the woman said as Caitlyn rolled over onto her stomach and tried to stand up, her body shaking. Breathing heavily, she straightened up and raised her fists.

“I ... am ... not done ... with you!” she clenched through her teeth.

“Oh ... but I am with you.”

She put her lips to her instrument and began to play. Caitlyn feared she was about to fall victim to the notes again, but instead she saw movement out of the corner of her eye and before she could react, one of the ropes had wrapped itself around her leg.

“What?” Caitlyn asked in horror, looking up at the woman, ”ROPES DON'T HAVE EARS!”


The woman just grinned widely as ropes wrapped around her arms like snakes and yanked her backwards. More leapt out of the mist and coiled around her waist. Caitlyn tried to resist their grip, but her overuse of her magic had left her too weakened and she could do nothing but watch as the ropes tightened. The woman commanded the ropes to steal Caitlyn's wand, and they tossed it carelessly onto the railroad tracks. A rope wrapped around her shoulders and pulled her down to the ground, forcing her to kneel. Her arms were pinned behind her back and tied in a tight boxtie. The ropes tangled around her waist and pushed deep into her body. The ropes on her legs bound her in a frogtie and joined together. She could now neither stretch nor spread her legs. Finally, she felt a rope hook into her back and run up to the ceiling, where it tightened and stretched. Only now did the woman stop playing music and she looked down at Caitlyn, who was breathing heavily and returned her gaze. Sheer anger showed in her eyes.

“Awww, is this not what you had in mind, Caitlyn? I'm really very sorry, dear, but you never had a chance and unfortunately you haven't amused me enough yet...” the woman whispered tenderly and put her clarinet back to her lips.


 

Cass had put on her black robe, which allowed her to sneak through the night unseen. Not that she needed to hide from anyone. Probably. She crept down the stairs to Falenplaza Station, narrowing her eyes when she saw a glimmer of light in the distance, coming from the railroad tracks. As Cass approached, she heard music and with each note played, a woman screamed out.

“Is that Caitlyn?” Cass asked herself, walking quietly down the stairs instead of the escalators so as not to make a sound. When she reached the bottom, she couldn't believe her eyes. A woman in a sexy red wedding dress was standing over Caitlyn, playing a clarinet. Notes shot out of it and hit Caitlyn like she was in a cartoon.

“What the ...”

The woman with the clarinet stopped playing and looked around. Cass ducked deeper into the shadows, praying that this ... this witch hadn't seen her.

“Mh, seems like I just imagined it. Ready for the next round?”

“Fuck ... you,” Caitlyn spat back at her.

“Yeah, maybe later,” the woman said and started playing again. Immediately the hall was filled with Caitlyn's screams again, and Cass felt a chill run down her neck. Shaking with horror, she stood up and pulled out a throwing star. She took a quick aim and threw it towards the woman. The throwing star hit the clarinet and the woman dropped the instrument in shock, shattering it into a thousand pieces.

“Who dares...” the woman screamed, but fell silent when she saw no one, ”Stay where you are, bitch!”

The woman walked past Caitlyn, pulling at her hair as she passed.

“Who's there! Show yourself!” the woman shouted, but she didn't get the response she expected. More throwing stars flew at her from the shadows and one injured the woman's arm and cheek.

“Aahh! You little...” the woman said, holding her cheek. Blood dripped down her hand and she looked around angrily. Too late, she heard a footstep behind her and Cass took advantage of the woman's carelessness and hit her with a tonfa. The woman groaned loudly and immediately fell over.

“Good night,” Cass mumbled and walked over to Caitlyn. She bent down to her face and lifted her head rudely.

“Now can you explain to me what kind of danger this is?” she asked rudely and Caitlyn nodded weakly, ”Good.”

Cass cut Caitlyn free and leaned her against a pillar.

“You said your friends were in danger? Where are they supposed to be?” asked Cass.

“Here,” said a female voice and Cass immediately raised her tonfa towards the stairs. At the bottom of it stood a woman dressed in black latex and next to her were two golden orbs from which Summer and Ava were peering. They looked exhausted and tired, but unharmed.

“I have no quarrel with you,” the woman said, but Cass didn't engage, pointing her tonfa in the direction of the unconscious woman on the floor.

“I don't suppose you mean yet,” Cass countered, kicking the shoulder of the woman on the ground, ”You can take these with you if you leave these two here.”

“Deal,” the woman in black and gold said. The balls that held Ava and Summer captive unraveled and turned into chains. They snaked their way halfway across the station to the unconscious woman, grabbed her and lifted her up. Without another word, the unknown women left the subway station, leaving Cass with Caitlyn, Summer and Ava.




Art by Pyperhaylie and LazzySin

Wednesday, November 6, 2024

24: Brimstone, Iron and Perverts

 

~800 years earlier

Rilliana's eyes were heavy, but her brain was working at full speed as she tried to understand the magical symbols in the book in front of her. She reached for her wine glass and took a sip. The wine reminded her of her time with Celine, Terra and her dearest Trisha. Rilliana missed them very much and not a day went by when she didn't think of them. But she hadn't completely succumbed to grief. At the same time as her friends disappeared, she realized one thing: there was a spark of magic hidden within her. If she could understand how to tame the power within her, she might be able to find a way to bring her friends back. Rilliana shook her head as she re-read the paragraph for the fourth time and still didn't understand it, and put her glass down on the table.

“Why is ‘Advanced Incantations’ written in Elvish?” she muttered, rubbing her temples. Even though the blonde was an elf herself, the writing and language were still a big problem for her. This was not necessarily taught at the orphanage.

“Maybe I should learn it properly first,“ Rilliana said, annoyed, and put the book aside. In doing so, she bumped into her glass and the wine spilled over the whole table. And on the book.

”Oh crap!” Rilliana cursed and quickly put the glass back in place. She took one of the cushions from Celine's couch and pressed it onto the wine and the book. It absorbed the liquid, but the stain on the page was impossible to ignore.

“Hopefully it wasn't anything important,” Rilliana murmured guiltily, wrinkling her forehead as she looked anxiously at the stain on the page and the cushion.

 

Today

Celine sat on the floor of her study, her lips pursed and her fingertips pressed together as she stared at the book in front of her. Behind it, a chalk circle had been drawn on the dark stone floor, which looked something like the illustration in the book, but something seemed wrong. Instead of summoning a low-level demon as she had intended, a dozen objects that she could also find in her house lay in the summoning circle. Starting with an alarm clock, a bedside lamp, a toothbrush and a vibrator.

“Why are the pages so blurry?” Celine asked herself out loud and corrected a rune of the circle, after she seemed wrong again. She put her hands on the floor and repeated the formula from the book, at least she hoped so. The circle and the runes began to glow blue, and with a plop, a bunch of bananas appeared in the air and fell to the other objects.

“Oh, come on,” Celine muttered sourly and clicked her tongue. Disappointed, she flopped backwards and stared at the ceiling. If she really wanted to give her friend, the demon Ifry, the best wedding gift, then she had to practice summoning. She didn't want to make the same mistake as she did in her youth and chain the soul of Ifry's father to Earth. The demon she had summoned back then had become a wonderful friend to her. Until the day she realized that she would never be able to go home again. Celine had realized too late that Jinara was becoming increasingly less empathetic, until the demon had ultimately tried to kill her.

“The good old days,” Celine murmured, sitting up straight again to study the book once more.

“Maybe my elven is rusty?“ the witch wondered and turned to the door, ‘Hey Rilliana, can you come here a moment?’

A moment later, the blonde elf Rilliana appeared in Celine's study.

”Oh, you're already awake? What's up?” she asked curiously and looked amused at the circle with the objects and the bananas.

“One of our neighbors just flew over our house at supersonic speed and woke me up. I thought, since I'm already awake, ... However, I've encountered a problem. Can you translate this for me?” Celine asked, handing her the book, ”I... want to practice summoning, but... well, you see what happens.”

“No problem,“ Rilliana said, taking the book in her hands. When she read the page Celine had opened, she turned pale as a ghost.

”What?“

”Nothing.“

”Rilliana?”

“It's nothing!“ Rilliana said, panicked, but Celine didn't believe a word of it, and before the elf could flee, she snapped her fingers and the door slammed shut.

”Hiiiiiii!” Rilliana cried out in fright and jumped up, while Celine towered over her like a seething thunderstorm.

“What have you done?“ Her magically amplified voice thundered, and Rilliana cowered.

 

”I see, and a Ksii goes here?” Celine asked, noting the change on a piece of paper. Rilliana nodded with a bright red head and said, ”I think so...”

“You think?” Celine asked, slightly annoyed, turning to the blonde standing next to her in an embarrassing Christmas elf costume. Celine had forced her to put on black high-heeled ankle boots with bells at the tip that jingled with each of her steps. Instead of her usual trousers, she was wearing skin-tight red and white striped latex leggings, and over her upper body she wore a Christmas-like green shirt with a wide black leather belt. Around her neck she wore a Christmas elf-style ruff, around which Celine had additionally fastened a collar. The costume was rounded off by a green elf cap, which seemed to be stuck on her golden hair. At its end, another bell tinkled with every movement Rilliana made. To prevent the elf from causing mischief, her hands were tied in front of her body in a white bag that was closed with a leather strap.

“How can you still only "think" with your 800 years of experience?“

”Summoning is not my area of expertise, as elven magic is not exactly compatible with it,” Rilliana explained, trying to decipher the rune that had almost been blurred beyond recognition by her mishap 800 years ago.

“I mean... it should be a Ksii.”

“Rilliana, if I draw this wrong, I could accidentally summon a... a... a Hammerhead Shark or something,” Celine said irritably, putting her hands on her hips.

“I know,” the elf mumbled meekly and dropped her head onto her chest. Celine snorted. Even though Rilliana was now over twenty times older than she, she was still the same scatterbrained girl she had always been.

“You're really impossible,“ Celine murmured back and closed the elf in her arms. She held her gently, and after a brief hesitation, Rilliana laid her head on the red-haired woman's shoulder.

”You're not angry with me for almost breaking your book?” Rilliana asked after Celine had let go of her.

“No, it's fine. After all, you tried to bring us back, but punishment is necessary,” Celine said, waving her fingers in the air. Immediately, a drawer opened and a golden ball gag shot out of it. It was thrust into the surprised elf's mouth and locked with a click at the back of her neck. Rilliana raised an eyebrow.

“What?” ‘It completes your outfit.’ ‘Now shut up while I try again,’ Celine said with a mischievous smile, turning back to the circle. She placed her hands on its edge and spoke the ancient words again. The circle glowed blue, brighter than before, and Celine knew immediately that it would work this time. The light blinded them both and there was a loud bang, while black and blue smoke billowed out of the circle and filled Celine's study. It smelled strongly of sulfur and stung her eyes. Coughing and rubbing her eyes, Celine stumbled back while the elf waved the smoke aside until the witch had caught herself. She cast a simple spell and a window swung open, allowing the smoke to quickly escape.

“Now then, let's see. Where is this low-level demon?” Celine murmured feverishly as the smoke cleared, but when it revealed the floor, she and Rilliana gasped.

“Um,” she said, stunned, staring at the person in front of her, while Rilliana, equally shocked, wondered what exactly a low demon was. In the summoning circle between the lamp, the bananas, and the vibrator, lay a woman with dark red hair. Two green horns sprouted from her head and a long parting hid the right side of her face, which turned a lighter shade of red. She had her visible eye closed and seemed to be sleeping, as could be concluded from the long black Metall Band shirt and baggy pajama bottoms. The little skin they could see under the large leathery wings was a pale green. Finally, she had a long tail that wrapped around her body and ended in a nasty-looking stinger. It reminded Rilliana of a kind of manticore or chimera, not like the illustrations in the books she had seen, but she shared some of the characteristics with the four-legged beasts. The woman slept relaxed, but all the alarm bells rang in Rilliana's head.

“Mmmmh Fefin?” Rilliana asked worriedly through the gag and took a step back, as the last summoning of a demon she had attended had razed an entire castle to the ground. Celine's house would be a snap of the fingers away from being blown up.

“No problem, I have salt,“ Celine said quickly, and with a wave of her hand a box of salt appeared. The white crystals poured out of it and locked the woman in front of them in a circle.

”Not even Ifry can get through it, so don't worry.”

“Mmmmh,” Rilliana murmured, worried, and took another step towards her. One of her bells jingled loudly, startling the woman in front of them. Her eye opened, and Rilliana and Celine could see in a matter of seconds that the stranger's expression changed from bewilderment to panic as she was stared at by two strangers in her own bedroom. Another second passed before she realized that she was no longer in her bedroom but lying in a strange room, surrounded by things from her apartment. They had even stolen her vibrator! She jumped up in a single leap.

“What the hell is going on here?“ she shouted, pointing an accusing finger at Celine and Rilliana, looking a bit puzzled at the elf standing there, tied up and in that embarrassing costume. Celine cleared her throat and the stranger looked away from Rilliana.

”Hey demon, I'm sorry to bother you, I just wanted…”

“DEMON? Are you kidding me?“ she asked indignantly and kicked the salt circle, ‘I'm not a demon, you idiots! This is an absolute outrage, I was lying relaxed in my bed for a moment and you kidnap me and steal my... my...’ the stranger points speechlessly to the floor and to her vibrator.

”Well... I'm still practicing”

“PRACTICE?!” the stranger looked at Celine, stunned. The witch looked at Rilliana, who shrugged and giggled to herself.

“I'm really sorry, it won't happen again. Let me just bring you back,” Celine said, letting her magic wander into the magic circle. There was a loud bang as a bunch of ropes and duct tape appeared next to the stranger and fell to the ground.

“Or... you're stealing more of my stuff?” the stranger asked with a raised eyebrow when she recognized her ropes.

“Like I said, I'm still practicing,” Celine muttered, embarrassed, while Rilliana tried desperately to suppress her laughter. However, the elf fell silent the moment Celine and the stranger's eyes met hers.

“What are you jokers' names, anyway? And what about her?”

“Ah, I'm sorry, um, so I'm Celine, the mistress of the house and owner of the fetish company C&T, and the elf is my employee Rilliana. She almost ruined the spell book and I had to teach her a little lesson,” Celine explained, which put a smile on the stranger's lips, while Rilliana bowed slightly, ”And what is your name?”

“Crimson,” she said almost casually, while watching the elf intensely, who immediately noticed and blushed, ‘and since I'll probably have to stay here for a while... what kind of products do you have in stock? Maybe I'll take some home with me as compensation.’

Celine raised an eyebrow and nodded.

“Yes, that seems fair,“ she said with a shrug, but hesitated for a moment as she looked at Crimson again.

”I can show you around a bit if you want and show you a few things. However, I ask you not to use magic or your,” Celine nodded to Crimson's tail tip, ”stinger there.”

Crimson narrowed her visible eye to a slit. She wrinkled her forehead and was visibly confused.

“I don't know any magic and I can keep my stinger under control.”

Now it was Celine's turn to wrinkle her forehead, and she cast another tracking spell that clearly showed that Crimson had a seething volcano inside.

“Um, okay? But we'll still cover your stinger. Here, hold on,” Celine said, turning to a workbench to look for something and handing Crimson Rilliana's leash. The manticore accepted it in puzzlement and smiled at the elf, while Rilliana shyly looked away.

“You're cute. Maybe I'll take you with me too.”

Celine chuckled and Rilliana looked up hastily, shaking her head.

“Tempting after the trick she played on me with the book, but unfortunately we need her here, occasionally. For today's demonstration alone, Rilliana is really helpful. So, done,” Celine murmured at last, turning back to Crimson. In her hand she held a black leather bag. With a swing of her hand, it flew to Crimson's tail and covered it. The belt at the opening tightened and a click made it clear to everyone that Crimson's stinger remained sealed under the shiny leather.

“A small safety precaution,“ Celine murmured and looked up just in time to see Crimson's cheeks flush auburn. She quickly turned away so that her guest would not see her smile.

”Let's go,” Celine said simply and led the way. Surprised, Crimson looked after her and then at Rilliana, who was just as baffled, following the witch's swinging backside.




“Let's go then,” Crimson repeated, grinning down at Rilliana, who looked up shyly and flinched slightly when Crimson spread her wings. She pulled the elf along behind her and followed Celine down a staircase. Crimson had almost expected to see stone corridors and torchlight in a dungeon, but instead the three women went down a staircase with wooden steps into a brightly lit, white-tiled room. It looked like a laboratory. Crimson could see machines and pieces of furniture here and there whose uses were beyond her. She knew others only too well and a tingling sensation spread in her stomach.

“I would have expected you to take me to a dungeon now,“ Crimson said.

”Well, that's on the other side,“ Celine said, knocking on the tiled wall. Crimson's curiosity was immediately aroused.

”Can we take a little detour there, too?” she asked with an innocent expression, and Celine gave her a look over her shoulder.

“Maybe another time, when we know each other a bit better,” Celine said and stopped in front of a cylinder attached to the floor that looked like an ordinary Sybian. A little disappointed, Crimson stood next to it while Rilliana anxiously eyed the orgasm machine on the floor.

“Soooo... a Sybian? Wow, that's... that's something, ” Crimson said, and Celine immediately noticed the dry undertone in her voice.

“Well, not just that. Why don't you put our test subject on it and see for yourself?” Celine said, grinning at Rilliana, who immediately widened her eyes and took a step back, only to be painfully reminded that Crimson still held her leash and pulled back on it. The elf stumbled forward and shook her head.

“Rilliana, punishment must be served and our honored guest wants to see what we have, so move, move!” Celine ordered and Crimson pushed the reluctant elf onto the device. Immediately, metal rails shot out of it and bound around Rilliana's thighs and ankles.

“As you can see, there is no escape once you are seated. Besides, you can give it further orders to tie up,” Celine commented and showed Crimson a remote control that she took out of the device, ‘Of course, you can integrate the collar.’

She pressed a button and straps shot from the Sybian to the collar, fixing the elf even more so that she could neither move forward nor backward.

“Yes, but you could do that with a normal Sybian, right?” Crimson asked.

“That's right, but of course you can also use it on your own. So for self-bondage,” Celine said and saw amusedly how Crimson's eyebrow twitched briefly.

“And that's not even every function. Why don't you try it out?” Celine asked and handed the remote control to Crimson. The elf's pleading look wandered to Crimson, who was now studying the buttons. When the start button was pressed, the Sybian began to hum, and Rilliana closed her eyes as the machine massaged her crotch through the latex pants. With repeated presses of the plus button, the Sybian grew louder and Rilliana also began to hum into the gag.

“Yes, but...” Crimson began when she saw a lightning button. With a grin, she pressed it, but nothing happened. A little disappointed, she looked at Celine.

“Yes?”

“The electric shocks don't work.”

“Oh. Of course not. Rilliana is wearing latex, after all. Try the collar,” Celine explained, and the elf, who had just been relieved, suddenly opened her eyes wide and looked up at Crimson, pleadingly. But Crimson pressed the right button without further ado, and Rilliana began to tremble as electric shocks were conducted through the straps to her neck, and a short scream escaped her throat.

“Mmmmh,“ Crimson murmured.

”Like I said, it's all set up for self-bondage, you just have to program it first. Besides, the Sybian has a... you know what? Rilliana will just show you. Go to the highest level,“ Celine suggested, and Crimson did as she was told, pressing the plus button several times until the hum of the Sybian filled the entire room and Rilliana began to breathe faster and slowly turned red in the face.

”Now quickly press the pause button,” Celine said with a smile, and Crimson looked at her briefly as Rilliana came closer and closer to an orgasm. She pressed the button and nothing happened, except that Rilliana became even redder and louder. She wasn't even sure if the elf was even aware of her anymore.

“And now?”

“She won't come.”

“What?”

"The Sybian will now heat her up until she's on the verge of orgasm, but then she won't be able to go any further, No matter what she does,” Celine explained, grinning demonically, and now Crimson understood. Shocked, she looked down at Rilliana and sure enough, she was as red as a tomato and breathing fast, but it seemed as if she was on the verge of orgasm and couldn't make it over the final hurdle.

“Of course, you have a few options here as well. Such as electric shocks until she comes down again or my personal favorite: just switch off. The test subject's face was priceless,” Celine said with a grin, showing Crimson the corresponding buttons, but the manticore didn't operate them and instead knelt down to the elf's eye level. Rillianas' eyes were now open and looked pleadingly at Crimson.

“Of course it has more functions, but I think that would be beyond the scope of this demonstration,“ Celine said casually.

”I'll take it,” Crimson said, pressing the pause button again. Immediately, the room was filled with a bloodcurdling scream as Rilliana was finally allowed to come. Her eyes rolled back into her head and she fought in vain against her bonds as wave after wave hit her.

“Excellent,” Celine said, grinning broadly, and plucked the remote control from Crimson's hand. With the push of a button, all the restraints came off the Sybian and Rilliana tipped over backwards instantly, but Crimson quickly caught her and put her down next to the machine. Small bubbles could be seen around the edge of the ball gag.

“Sorryyyy,” Crimson murmuredto the elf, but Celine dismissed the apology and freed Rilliana from her bonds and the gag with a wave of her hand.

“Don't worry, she's fine. She's been through a lot worse,” Celine laughed and went to the next product. Crimson looked back at Rilliana and the Sybian before following the witch. On a pedestal in front of them were collars with small crystals in their center.

“And what do they do?” Crimson asked.

“Oh, nothing special, frankly. They just suppress magic and make sure the wearer has to walk around in a fairy tale dress for hours,” Celine said, holding it up, “Care to try it?”

“Eeeeeeeeeh, I'd rather not thank you,“ said Crimson, stepping back so that the red-haired witch wouldn't get any funny ideas.

”Hoooo, too bad?” Celine asked, looking past Crimson's shoulder at Rilliana, who was slowly regaining her legs. The elf stumbled towards her and stood swaying next to Crimson.

“Do you want Rilliana?“ Celine asked, but the elf looked wide-eyed when she saw the familiar necklaces and shook her head.

”Disappointing,” Celine murmured and put it back disappointed, ”mmmh, what else can I show you...”

“What's that?” Crimson suddenly asked, pointing at a female iron maiden. She was forged from smooth iron and adorned with crystals and runes. They were embedded in the metal and combined to form the silhouette of a woman. Only her face was empty and unadorned, which made a strange impression.

“Not for sale,“ Celine said simply and wanted to move on, but Crimson frowned and didn't move from the spot.

”Why?“

”Well... I haven't had that much time to test it yet,“ Celine said and knocked against the iron. Crimson expected an empty sound, but instead it was dull.

”Do you need to check that none of the nails pierce anyone?”

“No, no. The last person was quite satisfied after using it, though not responsive for the next few hours,“ Celine said, about to move on, but Crimson still didn't move.

”What's in there?“

Celine sighed.

”I'm sorry, Rilliana,” she said simply, grabbing the elf before she could react and opening the iron maiden.

“Wait, what?” Rilliana asked in surprise, stumbling into the iron darkness before Crimson could take a look inside. The witch quickly slammed the door shut, and Crimson and Celine heard the elf's banging from the inside for a moment, until it faded away and was replaced by moaning. At the same time, an image of Rilliana's face appeared on the iron maiden. Crimson licked her lips when she saw the lust in the elf's eyes.

“What's in there?” she asked again, and Celine grinned.

“Let's take a look,” the witch said, opening the door, this time with a little effort, and Crimson immediately understood why. Instead of nails, the iron maiden had tentacles that caressed the elf from top to bottom. They had pushed through her clothes, and the tentacles in the door longingly reached for Rilliana to completely enclose the elf.

“Wow,” said Crimson, her mouth falling open.

“Yeah, like I said, still in the testing phase. We won't get them out of there anytime soon,” Celine shrugged, closing the door, ‘Shall we continue?’

But Crimson didn't want to. She was envious of the elf's situation and wanted to experience the same as she did. Her biting her own lower lip was all Celine needed to see to understand how her guest felt.

“All right. But it's still not for sale,” she said, opening the iron maiden again. Crimson, who hadn't heard what Celine had said, blinked questioningly and confusedly until the witch pushed her unceremoniously into the depths of the tentacles and locked the iron maiden behind her. Shaking her head, she left her showroom.

“Why do I always have only the really perverted people over?” she laughed softly.

 

Inside the iron maiden, Crimson was pushed against Rilliana with a blow and the tentacle's slime soaked her pajamas within seconds. She couldn't see anything, but she could feel the movements of the elf and the tentacles around her. They wrapped around her arms and legs and fixed her. Crimson was mesmerized by the feel of the tentacle on her skin and moaned as one of them found its way to her crotch. She opened her mouth and another one was pressed into her mouth to silence her.

I need this at home! It shot through her mind and she began to playfully resist the tentacles and to struggle. They reacted immediately to Crimson and tightened their grip around her body, pressing her harder against the elf, so that they had to embrace each other. Blindly tied up and unable to defend themselves against the tentacles' attack, both captives groaned. Inside the iron maiden, in the dark cellar of the red-haired witch Celine, who was now making herself a cup of tea and was already thinking about her exercises again.

 

“Now it should work,” Celine murmured and let her magic flow into the incantation circle. Mist shot out of it and in the next moment there was a bang as a small red demon appeared a hand's breadth above the ground and looked around in puzzlement.

“Finally,” she said and made a swivel with her hand. Before the demon could complain about why he was summoned, he disappeared again and the witch sank to the ground contentedly. She turned to the door when she saw a movement and saw her adoptive sister Trisha looking through the door. The shifter was unusually wearing the clothes of her company, as if she was expecting guests.

“Yo!“ Trisha said and her cat ears twitched slightly as her nose caught the smell of sulfur from the summoning.

”What's up?” Celine asked smiling.

“Our neighbors are asking if a few friends could come over. Something about a reunion. Nothing big,“ Trisha said, looking interested at the summoning circle.

”Shouldn't be a problem as long as you keep your ears hidden,“ Celine said, closing her book.

”Yeah, but I still have to prepare a few things. Do you know where Rilliana is? I haven't seen her since this morning.”

“Oh,“ Celine said, blushing bright red as she remembered Crimson and Rilliana spending the whole day in the iron maiden.

”Maybe I should give Crimson a little discount,” Celine murmured guiltily and hurried down the stairs.



Art by Ala1n

34: My realm

Caitlyn sat on the sofa in Celine's main house and rubbed her forehead. After the exciting and fun event, she had complained of a headac...